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"I think I should get some sleep. This is my sorry attempt at hiding my shame and embarrassment after that blatant and ruthless rejection. From the way he's looking at me, I don't think it worked. I turn around to leave when he stops me. "Wait." Nate says. "I just thought of something. Maybe something that could work for the both of us without feelings getting hurt." "What's that?" "Friends with benefits." He says. "I have a feeling it could work perfectly for the two of us. What do you think?"

I brushed her hair aside and kissed her just below her neck. "Then let it happen, Rick. No commitment, no pressure, no obligation." The proposal her lips made while mine were on the delicate skin of her neck was tempting. "Friends with benefits," I said, and she agreed. I stopped kissing her and looked at her. "That means it's just sex, Bel. Fucking amazing sex, but just sex. Are you on the same page here, Bel?" "Yes, Rick, friends with benefits, just sex. Fucking amazing." She repeated, and she was beautiful even swearing, so I laughed.

“I can’t live without you.” “We stay friends,” I advised. “If it’s meant to be, then one day we make our way back to each other.” “Friends with benefits?” Dante smirked. “Just for tonight. I think that would work,” I said with a devilish grin. “Thank, fuck,” Dante said, then pounced on me.

“You won’t.” “People don’t usually stay friends after they… you know. Do everything else.” He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “Then let’s make it simple.” “Simple?” “Yeah. Friends with benefits.” I laughed. “You’re joking.” “I’m not. No labels. No pressure. Just us. Fun, no expectations.” It sounded ridiculous. But also tempting. So tempting. “So we sleep together,” I said, “and pretend we don’t care?” “We don’t care,” he said, holding my gaze.

“What was so good about that guy in London, anyway?” “He made me laugh.” I smile as I remember. “And he gave me the best moments of my life.” “Of your entire life?” “Uh-huh.” He smiles, pleased with himself. “So do we have a deal?” I ask. “Let me get this straight—you want to have friends with benefits but only with each other?” “Yes.” “What happens when I’m at work all the time or away and you’re out and . . .” His voice trails off. “Then I’ll call you and tell you I need you.”

“We should probably talk about what this means.” I thought it. These were my best friends. I loved them deeply, but not romantically. This was pure chemistry, mutual attraction, mind-blowing sex. “I don’t want it to mean anything heavy,” I admitted. “I love you both as friends. That doesn’t change. But I also really enjoyed what we just did. Like, really enjoyed it.” Talin nodded slowly. “Friends with benefits? The three of us?” “Why not?” Douglas shrugged. “We’re adults. We communicate well. We trust each other. As long as we’re all on the same page.”

She couldn't let go of Nathaniel's gentle attention, yet she still longed for the security of our life together. Gabriella said, "If you're still upset about Nate, there's absolutely no need for it. I told you long ago that Nate and I are nothing more than casual friends with benefits. "Whatever happens between him and me won't affect our relationship. You're still the only one I love." Friends with benefits? I understood each word, but together, it sounded utterly absurd. I couldn't imagine how brazen Gabriella must have been to keep a straight face while saying such things. She romanticized a sinful physical relationship as no

I asked him confused. "You cried a lot. So, you need to eat something to give you energy. And moreover, you like to eat ice cream when you are sad, right?" he said tilting his head to one side. "You really know me so well."I smiled and put my head on his shoulder. He kissed my head and hugged me. I snuggled close to him. I just feel so good being like this with him. I feel so safe like no one can harm or hurt me. That's the reason friends are more reliable than boyfriends.

Abby said. “But Abby, we aren’t together,” Nicole said. “That was the biggest part of this not working. Why would he admit to something that never happened?” “Because he wants us to be his friends again, of course.” Abby said as she stared down at her friend, “It isn’t like he has any other friends. I mean, look at him.” “He isn’t that bad,” Nicole replied. “He isn’t that good either,” Abby said. “I mean, I had to flirt with him, and he was as dry as Gabe’s mother’s cooking.”

"I miss my friend. Ever since Sarah entered his life, it feels like he's forgotten about his friends." Understanding Logan's sentiment, I replied, "I know it's not easy to grasp someone else's emotions fully, but I can relate to what he might be experiencing. I've been feeling the same lately." A smile, unbidden, spread across my face as memories of Bella flooded my mind. "What do you mean you understand? Are you in a relationship? With whom?" he asked, his tone laced with disbelief. I couldn't blame him though, given our billionaire playboy reputation. No one would expect us to be involved in serious relationships.