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“Never. But allow me to ask... That day y’all fucked, did you feel compelled to fuck?” Gaia tilted her head as she focused on Will’s face.
“How?” he frowned.
“Did you feel you were doing something you didn’t want to do?”
“No. I wanted to do it. Fact is I’d wanted to do it for a while but that guy didn’t want to.” He threw his hands up. “Now I know why. But that night, I felt like…I wanted him to know exactly want I wanted. And I wasn’t ready to take no for an answer. He did try to stop me. And I was ready to give up at some point. But then he relented. What has all this got to do with anything?”
“Kwame compelled you that night at the party to have fun.”
“What?” His eyes widened. “Wait, I remember speaking to him at some point that night and thinking there was no harm in having fun.” He murmured.
“You’re not even supposed to remember that.” Gaia frowned. “Anyway, Stan would have killed me if I’d ever compelled you.” She stretched. “He’s so protective of you.”