The Best Friend's Contract novel Chapter 71

''We can't—we can't fall in love, Dimitri.''

''Who said anything about Aidan falling in love with you?'' He questions which causes me to frown, leaning back onto my seat. ''You're in love with him, Kenna. I don't know about him . . . maybe, maybe, he's in love with you, too. How about just get this whole thing over with and make babies already, how does that sound?''

''Disgusting,'' I breathe out.

''Disgustingly good. Okay, when was the last time you had sex?'' He asks, making me look down the hall—somehow afraid if someone might hear his voice in this quiet surrounding.

I groan, ''How is that even an appropriate question, Dimitri? Why does that even have to do with anything?''

Ever since Noah and I broke up, I never got the chance to find another love. Call me lazy or even unbothered by the perks of being in love but truth be told, I was bored of it—not because of Noah but because of love, I had enough of the same shit all over again.

Being with the same person for as long as a year and a half was quite the joy in my life. The first few months were heaven, endless love making and meaningful kisses but as time passed, meaningful kisses turned into quick kisses and endless love making turned into endless heart breaking.

Don't blame Noah in this one because I was the bitch in our relationship. I was the one who ruined it because I was scared of moving forward, even though he told me that he loved me with all of his heart and that he wanted to have a future with me but I crushed his heart and shattered his hopes.

We grew distant. I made us grew distant.

Work was in the way and I was somehow grateful because when things didn't work out between Noah and I, I blamed it all on my work—I blamed it all on my damn career for making my life too busy and less time with him. He understood me, he tried to make things better while I tried to make things worse.

Maybe, we weren't meant to be. He was holding tightly onto our love while I was ready to let go. I felt sorry for leaving him like that, for breaking him apart and for purposely leaving our relationship behind but I couldn't deal with the amount of pressure in my life; I couldn't deal with someone caring over me.

Some guys might've walked away. Some guys might've even cheated but he didn't. He didn't stop texting me or saying how much he loved me when I didn't go home—when I purposely stayed at the hospital and add night shifts into my week, but I didn't feel like I loved him back.

So, he was my last. The last guy I've ever been with and I guess that would answer Dimitri's dumb question.

''With Noah,'' I reply, receiving a quiet end on the other line which causes me to raise an eyebrow, ''Are you still . . . there?''

''I'm here. I'm just shocked,'' He breathes out. ''That was what . . . a year ago? Have you not been sexually active, Kenna? What have you been doing with your life?'' He continues to ask.

''You can't just shove it at my face, Dimitri. I don't have time to fool around with strangers like you and Aidan . . . I have my own life where I fully dedicate myself to work. Besides, I don't do those kind of things—I don't just have sex with strangers.'' I roll my eyes, thinking of how I have spent my year without Noah; quite surprising how I never thought of having fun in that way.

He scoffs before chuckling, ''Boring. You'll die as an old virgin,''

''I'm not a virgin,''