I really wasn’t playing games, and I knew it made me a total coward, but I couldn’t seem to stop myself.
I was still having trouble processing the shift in our relationship, and I wasn’t sure what I wanted. Well, I knew I wanted him physically. Sometimes all it took was one thought of us together and I was rock hard in seconds. But did I want more? I couldn’t be sure.
Spencer was proving himself to be unlike what I’d originally thought, but a part of me was still holding on to the hurt. Until I figured out what I wanted, I didn’t want to give him too much of me. Because I was scared to.