My sexual Addiction
If I told Lane, Julian would have power over me and over him and somehow, that felt even more dangerous.
So I swallowed the truth.
Instead, I said, “I had a setback.”
Lane’s gaze sharpened, but he didn’t interrupt.
“I went somewhere I shouldn’t have gone,” I continued, my voice low. “Did something I shouldn’t have done.”
“Sex,” he said, not as a question but as a certainty.
I nodded.
“Do you want to talk about it?”
The way he said it careful, deliberate made my thighs press together. God, I hated how my body reacted to him.