Untangle Me Read Free Page B

of need.
    My body tingled thinking about Kayden needing sex. A porno clip played in my mind and he was the star.
    Kayden: I’m not a dick about it.
    I blinked, being pulled out of my sex haze.
    Me: You sound kind of like a caveman to me.
    Kayden: I don’t take what’s not freely offered. They know I’ll never be their boyfriend, they take it for what it is, a night of pleasure... mind numbing pleasure, the type that makes your toes curl, takes your breath away, and leaves you wanting more.
    Fuck me. Every part of my body ignited. I’ve never had that… ever. I wanted it more than anything in the world. The bland vanilla sex in my real life lacked the passion and want of the carnal pleasure I had with my book boyfriends. He said they, as in more than one, fucking hell.
    Me: OMG. You’re a man whore.
    Kayden: Ouch, Sophia. That’s a bit harsh isn’t it?
    Me: I thought it was more funny than harsh. I meant it the nicest way.
    I didn’t blame Kayden. I’m sure he’d been upfront with them; some didn’t mind being used in that way, hell, maybe they were using him. I’ve never been a user or let myself be used. Maybe that was my problem, why my life is navy blue. I was drawn in by him, a man my exact opposite. I felt safe and comfortable talking to him. He’s hundreds of miles away, not looking for a girlfriend, and added color to my dreary world.
     

     
    Kayden and I had been talking for a week now. The hour a day online conversations turned into all day banter. We worked and messaged each other every moment we could, usually falling asleep in the middle of the conversation. I wanted to know everything about his man. He shared his days with me, the tiniest detail I clung to. I still thought the man whore title fit him perfectly, but he was more complex. He’s passionate and romantic, but his heart’s been destroyed and I needed to know why.
    Me: Can I ask you something? If you don’t want to answer I understand.
    Kayden: Shoot.
    Me: What happened in your relationships to make you swear them off forever?
    I hit send and grimaced as I read my question. I didn’t want to offend him or scare him off. The last week I’ve had more fun talking to him than any other person in my life. Today was navy blue day, and offending Kayden would make the day a total loss.
    Kayden: It’s not an easy answer. I’ve been divorced for a long time and I finally fell in love again four years ago. We were like oil and water and it ended in disaster. She’s a crazy bitch and I swore off relationships forever.
    My heart ached for him, for swearing off love forever. How bad was it? It must have been bad to make him swear off women forever. I’d only chatted with Kayden a week. I shouldn’t be as sad or concerned for him as I felt. I couldn’t rationalize my feelings with reality.
    Me: Twice and you’re out?
    Kayden: My ex-girlfriend, Lisa (not my ex-wife), ripped my heart out. I don’t think I could survive going through it again.
    Me: Heartache can make you feel that way. You’re too young to give up on it, though. And really, you can’t stop love—sometimes it just happens.
    Kayden: Not if I have my way. I’m not looking for love and I stay away from any situation where it’s even a possibility.
    I furrowed my brows and pouted. Why was I bothered by his answer? Did I think he’d change his mind and that I’d be ‘the one’?
    Me: I’m sorry. You’ve just picked the wrong ones. You shouldn’t give up on love, just your taste in women.
    Kayden: Maybe, but for now it’s easier for me. I work seven days a week and keep myself busy. I’m happier than I’ve been in years, Sophia.
    Me: I don’t believe it, but you can keep lying to yourself, Kayden.
    Kayden: Tell me about your past relationships or your current one?
    I bit my lower lip, thinking of a way to describe where it had all gone wrong.
    Me: They’ve all been passionless, an endless sea of navy blue.
    Kayden: Can I ask you a couple questions? It only seems