[18+] Sophia has to ignore her steamy chemistry with British popstar Teddy Stone in order to get revenge on him for upsetting her best friend.
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The strong aroma of coffee stirred me, awakening each of my senses one-by-one, until I opened my eyes to see Teddy sitting at my dressing table, fully clothed.
"You went to get coffee?" I sat up, scraping my bedraggled hair out of my face.
Spinning around in the chair, Teddy flashed me a smile. "You were out cold. Tried waking you but you didn't stir."
He reached to pass me a polystyrene cup, the bitter scent of the roasted beans already bringing life to my tired muscles. As I stretched to take it from him, the duvet slipped down to my waist, and, in turn, Teddy's eyes slipped down to my chest.
"Oh, fuck." I snatched the cup from him with one hand, jerking up the duvet with the other. "Forgot I took my clothes off."
Chuckling, Teddy lifted his coffee to his lips to blow on it. "I give you the best orgasm of your life and you forget about it?"
"Did I say that?"
"You didn't need to."
Having placed the cup safely on the bedside table, I fumbled with my top, yanking it over my head. Last night's events were hazy, the memories of intense pleasure masking any words I might have said.
I reached for the coffee again. It was still too hot to drink, but holding it gave me something to do other than respond to Teddy's comment. Had I now crossed the line? We hadn't had sex, but that almost seemed like a technicality considering what we had done. At what stage had this stopped being about Becca and started being about me?
"Can I ask you a question?"
I shifted my gaze back to Teddy and nodded for him to go ahead.
"Why didn't you want to kiss me last night? And I ask that out of genuine curiosity, not offence."
I should have known he'd want to at least talk about it the next morning. Even if he'd said no consequences, I couldn't be a dick about it. I could be honest, though.
"Kissing can be intimate," I said. "Emotionally intimate. I didn't want it to change anything between us."
Pressing his lips together, Teddy heaved out a sigh and looked across to the window. If the lack of kissing didn't offend him, my rationale for it did.
"Sorry if I led you on."
As the apology left my lips, Becca sprang into my mind again. Did Teddy now feel the way she'd felt when he'd said he wanted nothing more from her than sex? I pushed myself to see it as a good thing if so. Two birds with one stone and all that...
"You didn't lead me on, Soph. It's cool. We were just two people acting on an urge. That's it."
I raised an eyebrow, mildly surprised at his casual attitude when he'd been trying for so many weeks to win me over. Perhaps he thought he'd succeeded. No kissing and no sex, but he'd taken something from me at least, sowing more seeds of temptation in my mind.
