Emily's POV.

For the next few days, it was just sex. Nothing else. Nothing more.

Cole tried to bring up his feelings once or twice, but I shut that down immediately. Every time he so much as hinted at wanting something deeper, I’d tilt my head, flash a smirk, and remind him what this was.

“No strings attached, Cole,” I’d say, voice smooth and final. “Just sex. That’s what you agreed to.”

And he never argued. Not really. He’d clench his jaw, exhale like he wanted to say something, but then I’d kiss him, drag him into another round, and just like that, the conversation would be over before it...