other. I feel like we’re friends.”
“Stop worrying about everything, Tamsyn. I think you’re great. Now go to sleep.”
The sun is shining when I feel him get out of bed. Out of panic, I sit up and wonder if I should rush into the other room. While admiring the rear view of Josh, he starts talking. “You should go back to sleep, Tamsyn. I’ll come wake you when breakfast is ready.”
“What about you? Will you come back to bed?”
He leans over and kisses me on the lips, with no regard for morning breath. “I’ve got some stuff to do. It’s Sunday. We have a big dinner and my parents are in charge of the meat tonight. Dad and I are smoking some prime rib. He’s been cooking it since last night.”
My mouth waters. “How much beef does your family eat?”
He chuckles. “Have you not noticed the cattle? We grow award winning steers. It’s only proper to keep some for ourselves.” He slips a boot on before finishing. “If you must know, we eat chicken more than anything else.”
“Are you sure I should go back to sleep? Should I offer to help your mom?”
“Na. She likes catering to guests. Besides, I like the fact that you’re still in my bed. I may have to take advantage of that when I come back.”
“What if your mom comes in while you’re gone? Maybe it’s best if I go back to your sister’s room.”
He halts me. “Nonsense. You’re fine, and I’m going to tell her I moved you to my room so you wouldn’t be disturbed. Oh, before I forget, I need to make sure you’re good with kids.”
“Kids? Why?”
“Well you’re staying for the festivities, and there will be a shit ton of little ones tearing up the place.”
“Babies?” I ask.
“Yeah, why?”
“I love babies.”
He starts to leave, only to stop and turn around with a furrowed brow. “When you say you love babies, you’re not implying that you…”
“I’m on the pill, if that’s what you’re wondering. I’d like to wait to have my life in order before I think about being a parent. How about you? Any kids out there?” It sucks I haven’t thought to ask this before. I’d still date him if he did have a child out there somewhere.
“No kids for me.”
When he sees my expression he keeps on. “What? Don’t believe me?”
“You’re not exactly careful.”
He’s scratching his head. “Check the nightstand.”
“Huh?”
“Open the drawer.”
I do as he says, getting a shock when I see an entire case of condoms. He then reaches in his back pocket and tosses his wallet toward me. “Open it.”
He’s got two rubbers in different places. “I don’t get it.”
Josh puts a hat on backwards. He takes a second and then grins. “Sometimes I get carried away. It’s true. I need to be more careful. If you think we should cover up, then I will. I won’t be offended if my track record scares you.”
I’m sitting straight up in the bed now, and I know I won’t be able to fall asleep with this on my mind. “If I asked how many, would you be able to answer?”
“I think the better question would be, would you be able to look at me the same?”
I cover my mouth. “Is it that bad?”
He’s laughing. “I’m kidding. I can already tell you think it’s some astronomical number. Sure, I’ve picked up women for the sole purpose of getting laid, but I’ve also mentioned that I don’t have one-night stands. That being said, the number would surprise you, because it’s mostly with the same people. Does that make sense?”
Now I need that number. “So, would you say, twenty, fifty, or more like triple digits?” I’m wondering if I need to make an appointment at the clinic immediately if he answers high.
“Go with the first number, plus or minus a few.” He winks, before disappearing.
It’s not as bad as I thought.
When he’s truly gone I think about what he’s said to me. He’s so honest it’s scary. I’ve never had that before. As much as I want to be able to trust a man, it’s
“Stop worrying about everything, Tamsyn. I think you’re great. Now go to sleep.”
The sun is shining when I feel him get out of bed. Out of panic, I sit up and wonder if I should rush into the other room. While admiring the rear view of Josh, he starts talking. “You should go back to sleep, Tamsyn. I’ll come wake you when breakfast is ready.”
“What about you? Will you come back to bed?”
He leans over and kisses me on the lips, with no regard for morning breath. “I’ve got some stuff to do. It’s Sunday. We have a big dinner and my parents are in charge of the meat tonight. Dad and I are smoking some prime rib. He’s been cooking it since last night.”
My mouth waters. “How much beef does your family eat?”
He chuckles. “Have you not noticed the cattle? We grow award winning steers. It’s only proper to keep some for ourselves.” He slips a boot on before finishing. “If you must know, we eat chicken more than anything else.”
“Are you sure I should go back to sleep? Should I offer to help your mom?”
“Na. She likes catering to guests. Besides, I like the fact that you’re still in my bed. I may have to take advantage of that when I come back.”
“What if your mom comes in while you’re gone? Maybe it’s best if I go back to your sister’s room.”
He halts me. “Nonsense. You’re fine, and I’m going to tell her I moved you to my room so you wouldn’t be disturbed. Oh, before I forget, I need to make sure you’re good with kids.”
“Kids? Why?”
“Well you’re staying for the festivities, and there will be a shit ton of little ones tearing up the place.”
“Babies?” I ask.
“Yeah, why?”
“I love babies.”
He starts to leave, only to stop and turn around with a furrowed brow. “When you say you love babies, you’re not implying that you…”
“I’m on the pill, if that’s what you’re wondering. I’d like to wait to have my life in order before I think about being a parent. How about you? Any kids out there?” It sucks I haven’t thought to ask this before. I’d still date him if he did have a child out there somewhere.
“No kids for me.”
When he sees my expression he keeps on. “What? Don’t believe me?”
“You’re not exactly careful.”
He’s scratching his head. “Check the nightstand.”
“Huh?”
“Open the drawer.”
I do as he says, getting a shock when I see an entire case of condoms. He then reaches in his back pocket and tosses his wallet toward me. “Open it.”
He’s got two rubbers in different places. “I don’t get it.”
Josh puts a hat on backwards. He takes a second and then grins. “Sometimes I get carried away. It’s true. I need to be more careful. If you think we should cover up, then I will. I won’t be offended if my track record scares you.”
I’m sitting straight up in the bed now, and I know I won’t be able to fall asleep with this on my mind. “If I asked how many, would you be able to answer?”
“I think the better question would be, would you be able to look at me the same?”
I cover my mouth. “Is it that bad?”
He’s laughing. “I’m kidding. I can already tell you think it’s some astronomical number. Sure, I’ve picked up women for the sole purpose of getting laid, but I’ve also mentioned that I don’t have one-night stands. That being said, the number would surprise you, because it’s mostly with the same people. Does that make sense?”
Now I need that number. “So, would you say, twenty, fifty, or more like triple digits?” I’m wondering if I need to make an appointment at the clinic immediately if he answers high.
“Go with the first number, plus or minus a few.” He winks, before disappearing.
It’s not as bad as I thought.
When he’s truly gone I think about what he’s said to me. He’s so honest it’s scary. I’ve never had that before. As much as I want to be able to trust a man, it’s
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