QUOTE : We should break up,” she says. “I’m a disaster. I’ll fuck everything up. I always fuck it up.” Her voice is distressed and she looks like she’s on her way to hyperventilating. “And you’ll leave. Everyone leaves. And I don’t know what I’m doing.”<br /><br /> “You can’t break up with me. We’re not dating,” I reply calmly and cross over to her, taking her hand so she’ll stop twisting the hell out of her hair.<br /><br /> “Oh.” She exhales in an audible puff as she tilts her head back to look at me. She swallows. “I can’t?”<br /><br /> “Nope.”<br /><br /> “Then what are we doing? Why are you so nice to me? You’re always so freaking nice to me, Boyd. And attentive. And good in bed. And—”<br /><br /> “We’re just Chloe-and-Boyding.” I cut her off before she gets any more worked up.<br /><br /> “Chloe-and-Boyding?”<br /><br /> “Yes,” I say then brush my lips along the shell of her ear. “Trust me, Chloe.” I give her a gentle push back, because I’m not above distracting her with sex. Not one bit. I lie on the bed beside her and pull her to me. “And you can’t go when there are so many fucks I haven’t given you yet, Chloe. I’d like to give you all the fucks.”<br /><br /> “All the fucks?” The tension eases from her body and her eyes flare, but in excitement instead of panic.<br /><br /> “All of them. The bossy fuck.” I slip my hand under the hem of her shirt and lift it up and over her head. “The rough fuck.” She lifts her hips as I grip the waistband of her leggings and tug. “The shower fuck.” She sucks in a breath at that and swallows. “So many fucks, Chloe.” I brush my lips against her ear. “The dirty talk fuck. The ass play fuck,” I whisper. “Do you want to miss any of those?”<br /><br /> “No.” She shakes her head and flexes her hips against me, already looking to move this forward. “I want all the fucks.”<br /><br /> “Good. Then we’re on the same page. Take off your bra.