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dinner, but I was afraid it would turn into a wild row instead. I couldn’t keep dancing on tenterhooks around him, wanting something he didn’t want to give. If he had no interest in me physically, that was his right, but it was definitely the final nail in the coffin in the idea of us getting married. I wasn’t going to have some weird convenient marriage where we didn’t sleep together. I’d meant it when I told him I wasn’t marrying someone I didn’t love.
    With the exception of the sex, I had a feeling it would be all too easy to love Mykael. He was sweet and kind, even when he was been an overbearing ass out of concern. It seemed like we had fought about everything, from where I lived to me walking back and forth to work.
    I had won the argument about moving to a different place, because I didn’t want to end up somewhere I couldn’t afford on my own. I had tried to soften my rejection and not let him know it had anything to do with doubts about being able to trust him to come through for us. Now, I probably would have agreed if he suggested it again, because I was starting to trust his intentions to be around.
    Unfortunately, he’d made the offer just three days after we had reconnected and started dating, and his offer had consisted of him telling me he was going to buy me an apartment closer to his building. It had rubbed me wrong, I’ll admit, and I had thrown back the gesture with anger. I still think I had made the right decision, but I might have reevaluated it if he suggested it again since time had passed, and I felt more comfortable relying on him.
    He had won on the car issue. I had refused a car, because it was just silly. I lived too close to the subway station to drive, and owning a car in New York City was a nightmare. Instead, we had compromised, and he hired a car service for me. Some mornings and evenings I took the subway, but if I was feeling at all tired, or if there was bad weather, I called the car service to ferry me back and forth.
    He was easy to get along with in that regard, once I got through his stubborn alpha exterior and made him listen to reason. That could be a chore, but I was learning how to approach him, and he was starting to dial back the caveman crap. Right now, the main thing convincing me the relationship wouldn’t work was the lack of sex. I needed it, and he didn’t seem to want to give it to me. I didn’t exactly want to have it with someone else, but I was tired of being alone with only my vibrator for company.
    Things had to work out this evening, either for the good or the bad. I hoped we would take the next step in our relationship, but it was better to end things now than to get more involved with him only to find out he didn’t see me as anything more than a friend—or even worse, a burden.
    He arrived promptly at seven, which didn’t surprise me. He was always on time and well mannered. His mother had done a fabulous job raising him.
    Thinking about the woman made me squirm. That was another issue I had been tap-dancing around myself. I had avoided meeting his family like he’d avoided putting his cock in me. That was a crude thought, but I still shivered with delight at the idea of him doing so.
    The delight fled, temporarily zapping my raging libido when I pictured meeting his mother and sister. He’d told me his father had died several years ago, so it was just the three of them now, and he still lived in the same building as his mother, though in a different apartment. From what I had guessed, it seemed as though Annika moved back and forth between the two depending on what kind of comfort she needed that day. It sounded like when she was having a rough day, she stayed in Mykael’s apartment, but otherwise technically lived with Nila.
    He had suggested twice now that I meet his family, and I’d found ways to delay. I knew I couldn’t put it off forever, but to say I was uncertain of my reception would have been putting it mildly. I’d seen