Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 65683 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 328(@200wpm)___ 263(@250wpm)___ 219(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65683 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 328(@200wpm)___ 263(@250wpm)___ 219(@300wpm)
“Me too.”
Neither of us budged.
I cleared my throat. “It’s going to take me a minute, and I don’t want to poke my own eye out, so just…go.”
Please. Go.
Tru glanced over her shoulder and floated back to me, and grabbed my dick so hard I winced. Why did her hand feel so good? I shuddered when she pumped me so achingly slow that all I could focus on was my own erratic breathing until I suddenly exploded in her hand without warning.
That was embarrassingly fast.
She pulled away. “Technically, we didn’t break the rules.”
Words. I needed to fill the space with them, but it felt like she’d just drugged me. I opened my mouth and closed it again, then nodded my head.
“Wow, like taming the beast.” Tru smiled. “You didn’t deserve that, by the way, but I felt guilty for being responsible.”
“People should always take responsibility for their actions.” I exhaled. “I’m sorry, I know I’ve already said that, but I really am.”
She shrugged. “I’ll see you tonight.”
She still had her walls up.
To her, that was doing me a favor. There was nothing romantic about the gesture. I didn’t matter to her, but I wanted to. I’d gone too far, and now I was making up for it, but it seemed like it was too late.
I wanted the old Tru.
The one that was brutally honest and open.
The one I broke.
But I couldn’t forget that she broke me too. It was a mutual breaking of bad choice after bad choice. That shouldn’t be new, knowing my track record. We had been too hurt at the time to see past anything but betrayal, and I chose not to tell her the truth, thinking she’d walk away, and she walked away anyway without telling me why.
I let her go in the house first and followed her.
I had to make it up to her.
And I knew a stupid burger wouldn’t be enough. A million dates and a million kisses wouldn’t be enough.
I’d have to bury the hatchet first, but it was painful admitting defeat, admitting that I wronged her the same way she wronged me. Because, in the end, it means she somehow won by breaking my heart, and I was the idiot going back to the same poison that would destroy me all over again.
My head said we could do things differently.
My heart said it wasn’t worth the risk.
I walked into the kitchen and nearly fell on my ass because of my wet feet, then casually walked by the guys sitting on the couch.
“Nice legs,” one of them called out.
“Eat shit.” I went up the stairs and slammed my door behind me.
How do you get someone who hates you to open up without it looking fake?
I had no clue.
CHAPTER 30
VAUGHN
Then
I drove around aimlessly before I snapped out of whatever. All I had left was my misery.
That future wasn’t in the cards for us, not when I couldn’t be with the one I wanted the most.
“Get your shit together,” I uttered to myself. I walked into my bathroom to take a quick shower, and after I pulled my shirt off, I made my way into my bedroom and stopped dead in my tracks when I saw her.
Sleeping.
Peaceful.
Beautiful.
Her head was on my pillow, and she was wrapped in a throw blanket.
She wasn’t mine and never would be, yet I couldn’t stop myself. There was no resisting the urge to feel her beneath my body. Careful not to wake her, I lay on top of her and caged her in with my arms around her face. She fit seamlessly against my chest.
“Cinderella,” I whispered, faintly rubbing my lips on her mouth.
“Mmm…” she groaned, stirring awake.
“Wake up, Sleeping Beauty.”
Her eyes fluttered, but sleep won out. We needed to talk, but from the looks of it, she wanted nothing to do with anything but sleep. She wouldn’t betray me, would she? She was the only solid thing I had right now. I needed her to stay that way. I needed it so bad I could barely breathe.
“Tru, if you wake up, I’ll give you anything you want,” I teased.
“Mm-hmm,” she hummed as I kissed my way down her neck.
Once I reached the top of her breasts, I lightly bit her hard nipple through her dress. Her breathing hitched, and her eyes snapped open, big and wide. Coming face-to-face with the last person she expected to see hovering above her.
The world seemed to stop spinning, stop moving, and time just sort of stood still for us.
Her warmth.
Her comfort.
Her love.
Home.
Despite the dim lighting in my room, I could still see her bright green eyes grasping our compromising position.
“How did you get in here?”
“I was waiting for you.”
The house was still filled with party guests.
My demons might have been silenced by her presence, but hers was lying right on top of her. She searched for something in my gaze, narrowing her eyes. So many words left unsaid between us, but right now, I think we both just needed the love and comfort of each other. I’d give her one more chance to tell me everything. One more.