Huston didn't seem surprised. He raised an eyebrow, "Come in."
I wasn't rejected, so I felt a bit of relief and bent down to pick up the box from the floor.
He was faster than me, but the next second, he tossed it into the trash bin beside him.
I still had some standards, so I was about to say, "I'm not taking any pills for you."
Huston seemed to know what I was thinking. "You won't need them. It's not my number. Next time, don't go to the trouble. I've got some at home."
I awkwardly avoided his gaze.
Next time?
Noah had disgusted me so many times that unless Huston's skills were so good that one time could make up for countless times with Noah, there wouldn't be a next time.
I followed Huston into his home. Although he was only staying for a few months, he had everything he needed.
Huston handed me a pair of clean slippers. He had just moved in and hadn't had any female guests yet. The men's slippers were too big for me, but that didn't matter. I wasn't here for the slippers—I was here to sleep with him. All I needed was a bed, and if there wasn't one, I could make do.
He took off his coat and tossed it casually onto the sofa.
"Do you want to shower first, or should we shower together?"