I lay there staring at Marcus's ceiling, my body still humming but my mind completely empty.Or not empty. Too full. Too loud.Derek's face kept flashing in my mind. I don't want you. The words echoed over and over, drowning out everything else."Emily?" Marcus's hand touched my shoulder gently. "You okay?"No. I wasn't okay. I'd just fucked someone while imagining another person. I'd used him like a blow-up doll, a Derek-shaped substitute that failed miserably at its only job."I'm fine.""That was..." He trailed off, probably searching for the right word. Intense? Aggressive? Fucking weird? "Different. Are you sure you're okay?"I sat up, reaching for my clothes scattered across his bedroom floor. We'd made it upstairs eventually. "I said I'm fine.""Emily, talk to me. Something's clearly wrong—""Nothing's wrong." I pulled my shirt over my head. "This was a mistake. I should go.""Wait, what?" Marcus sat up, confusion and hurt written all over his face. "You show up here, we have s
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