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Krista Ritchie,Becca Ritchie

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As a sex addict, Lily Calloway must do the impossible. Stay celibate for 90 days.
Cravings and fantasies become her new routine, but while Loren Hale recovers from his alcohol addiction, Lily wonders if he’ll realize what a monster she really is. After all, her sexual compulsions begin to rule her life the longer she stays faithful to him.
Progress. That’s what Lily’s striving for. But by trying to become closer to her family—people who aren’t aware of her addiction—she creates larger obstacles. When she spends time with her youngest sister, she learns more about her than she ever imagined and senses an unsettling connection between Daisy and Ryke Meadows.
With Lily and Lo’s dysfunctional relationship teetering and unbalanced, they will need to find a way to reconnect from miles apart. But the inability to “touch” proves to be one of the hardest tests on their road to recovery. Some love brushes the surface. Some love is deeper than skin.
Lily and Lo have three months to discover just how deep their love really goes.
Includes the first chapter to the sequel Addicted for Now.
A full-length New Adult Romance that continues where Addicted to You left off. As a companion novel, it bridges the gap between the first and second book. It is highly recommended to be read before Addicted for Now.
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    “Well, that sounds like a solid plan,” I say. “I’ll try to minimize now, but completely eliminate self-love when you return home.”

    “That’s the shittiest plan I’ve ever heard.”

    “What?” I frown. This is not normal. He usually agrees with me.

    “It doesn’t matter if I’m there or not. If your therapist doesn’t think it’s a good idea, then it’s probably not one.”

    “But that means…I won’t be able to have any kind of sex until you come home…” My pulse speeds up in sudden fear. I know Lo is cutting alcohol completely from his life, but my therapist said that recovering sex addicts shouldn’t strive towards celibacy forever. It’s an impossible standard to maintain. Sex is a part of human nature.

    “Unless it’s with me,” Lo adds.

    Now I’m really confused. “I don’t understand. You’re not here. Unless you’re going to mail me a dildo of your dick,” I say hopefully.

    “Uh, no. I’m not letting anyone mold my cock for your pleasure. You can have the real thing at the end of March.”

    “Then how am I supposed to have sex?”

    “What about phone sex?” Ohhhh. Wait…

    “Isn’t that the same thing as me masturbating?”

    “Not if you’re doing it to my voice and only my voice. That way, you know when to stop, and it’ll set up a system for you. The hardest part about recovering from sex addiction—for you, I think—is going to be establishing limits, right?”

    It sounds like a really good idea, and I’m kind of surprised he came up with this on his own. “Yeah, how do you know so much about it?”

    “I’ve been talking to some counselors who know a lot about addictions, some have worked with sex addicts before. They’ve been giving me some advice.”

    I smile. “So can we have phone sex now?”

    “No.”

    “What? But you just said—”

    “You have to earn it.”

    Huh… “That’s kind of mean.”

    “I never said I would be nice. I’m done enabling you, which means we’re not going to have sex whenever you want it. You’ll have to find the strength to hold out until the time is right.”

    “And you get to choose when the time is right. How is that fair?”

    “I’m not the sex addict.”

    Touché. “Jeez. I thought sober Lo would be nicer.”

    “I’m nice when it counts,” he says. “You love me anyway.”

    “I do,” I agree. “But if you wait another month before we have phone sex, I might hate you.”

    “I’ll keep that in mind.”
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    I finger the hem of my shirt. “We divorced,” I mutter. “I thought you weren’t going to want me back.”

    His voice lowers to a pained whisper. “Why would you think that?”

    I lick my dry, chapped lips again. “Couples who divorce usually don’t get remarried.” Of course, we’re not actually married. But he’ll understand the metaphor. He’s used it before when we were teenagers. We played house most of our lives. It’s kind of fucked up, but I guess that’s just us.

    “I’m remarrying you, Lil. Fuck, I’d remarry you a hundred times until it stuck.”

    I pinch my eyes again. “Yeah?”

    “Yeah.”

    “Even if I make you miserable?”

    There’s a long pause before he murmurs, “You don’t make me miserable. You make me want to live. And I want to live with you.”
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    Jonathan stands and straightens his tie. “Lily.” He holds out his hand for me to take it, and I am momentarily struck by the change of events. Is Jonathan Hale really saving me from this douchebag right now?

    I shouldn’t take his hand. I should spit at it and walk away. Lo would. But he’d also kill me if I didn’t leave Aaron when I had the chance. And I’m not an idiot. I want to be far, far away from him. So I stand, and this time, Aaron lets me disentangle from him. But I don’t touch Jonathan. I walk right on past him and head for the door, my exit in view.

    Before I leave, I hear Aaron say, “She’s a slut, you know that, right?”

    “And you think I don’t know what my son did to you? I helped him ruin you, you piece of shit,” he says.

    Lo told his father about Aaron? About how he’d tormented him? I don’t question this. Because Lo’s relationship with his father was a taboo topic between us. It fluttered in and out of our conversations, and I was only allowed a glimmer. And I know, without a doubt, that Jonathan Hale would move mountains for Lo. He just needs to be in the right mood first.

    “Like father, like son,” Aaron says.

    I have to leave, but I’m glued next to the door. I glance back one last time, and Jonathan’s eyes briefly flicker to me. “That girl is practically my daughter-in-law.” He sets a firm hand on Aaron’s shoulder. “If I hear you did anything to her, you’ll wish all you had to deal with was my son. Now get out of my fucking face.”

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