It Ends with Us by Colleen Hoover (z-lib.org).epub

the hallway, but then suddenly drops to his knees in front of me. He wraps
his arms around my waist. “Please, Lily,” he says through self-deprecating
laughter. “Please have sex with me.” He’s looking up at me with puppy dog
eyes and a pathetic, hopeful grin. “I want you so, so bad and I swear, once
you have sex with me you’ll never hear from me again. I promise.”
There’s something about a neurosurgeon literally on his knees begging
for sex that does me in. That’s pretty pathetic.
“Get up,” I say, pushing his arms away from me. “You’re embarrassing
yourself.”
He slowly stands up, dragging his hands up the door on either side of
me until he has me caged in between his arms. “Is that a yes?” His chest is
barely touching mine and I hate how good it feels to be wanted this much.
I should be turned off by it, but I can hardly breathe when I look at him.
Especially when he has this suggestive smile on his face.
“I don’t feel sexy right now, Ryle. I worked all day, I’m exhausted, I
smell like sweat and probably taste like dust. If you give me a little while to
shower first, I might feel sexy enough to have sex with you.”
He’s nodding feverishly before I’m even finished speaking. “Shower.
Take all the time you need. I’ll wait.”
I push him away from me and close the front door. He follows me to
the bedroom and I tell him to wait on the bed for me.
Luckily, I cleaned my bedroom last night. Normally I have clothes lying
around everywhere, books piled up on my nightstand, shoes and bras that
don’t quite make it to my closet. But tonight it’s clean. My bed is even
made up, complete with the ugly, quilted throw pillows my grandmother
passed down to every person in our family.
I make a quick glance around the room, just to make sure nothing
embarrassing will catch his eye. He takes a seat on my bed and I watch as
he scans the room. I stand in the doorway to my bathroom and try to give
him one last out.
“You say this will make it stop, but I’m warning you right now, Ryle. I’m
like a drug. If you have sex with me tonight, it’s only going to make things
worse for you. But once is all you’re getting. I refuse to become one of the
many girls you use to—how did you word it that night? Satisfy your needs?”
He leans back on his elbows. “You aren’t that kind of girl, Lily. And I’m
not the kind of guy who needs someone more than once. We have nothing
to worry about.”