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I shut the door behind me as her hands lift to plant on my chest.
She was so small compared to me. But even so, she fit right against me like she was made to be there. I lift my palm, cupping her jaw before my thumb ran across her bottom lip.
“I…” she starts.
“I miss you," I mutter before my own lips are capturing hers.
The hands on my chest ball into fists and she clenches onto my shirt. My mouth opens, tongue swiping out to taste the sweetness I haven’t had the privilege to devour in seven long years. Both of my hands cup her face as I deepen the kiss. She kisses me back, but it’s angry. Resentful. Like she hates me for doing this to her. For waiting so long.
My teeth graze across her lip and I suck hard, pulling out a desperate whimper.
“Baby…. I’m sorry. I'm so sorry,” I murmur against her.
Like a bolt of lightning, her hands unclench, and she shoves me back. I stumble a few steps, righting myself as I meet her tear filled eyes.
I can’t. She signs.
My heart thunders against my rib cage as I take a step toward her. Then I hear it. A voice from upstairs.
“Tilly? Babe you down there?”
She froze and so did my fucking heart.
“Yeah.” She briefly closes her eyes. “I was just getting a drink. Be up in a minute,” she calls out.
She was with someone. He was here. In her bed.
I move one more step, but she holds up her hand.
She shakes her head, blonde hair swiping across her shoulders.
I need you to leave she signs with unsteady hands.
She blinks away unshed tears and quickly opens the door. I had waited seven years for that kiss and even though I left, just like she asked me to…..I knew this wasn’t even close to over.
Chapter 7
Tilly
I spend the remainder of my day distracted. He had some nerve. Showing up at my office.
Showing up at my house at two in the morning. Such a Greyson thing to do.
The evening air is cool and thin as I march to my car and slam my door. It had been a long day, and I could finally breathe as I rest my head against the fabric of my seat.
I remember that night like it was yesterday. I can still taste the whiskey. Feel his hands. Then I remember what kind of person that makes me. I was caught off guard. It was late. I was half asleep.
I let out a deep and guilty sigh. I could sit here and make up excuse after excuse, but none of them would be valid. The fact was the man I’d spent the better part of my teen years and an unhealthy amount of time into adulthood in love with, showed up at my door and told me he needed me. Missed me. Then his lips hit mine. I should have pushed him away immediately. I should have been enraged.
But the truth is, I wasn’t. And that is what makes me furious. That he holds that much power over me. That he could just waltz in whenever he felt like it and turn my world upside down.
Nothing jolted me back into reality like having my overnight guest interrupt the moment. The moment that should have never even happened. It doesn’t matter that Blaine and I hadn’t officially labeled our relationship. We weren’t exclusive, but it still made me the scum of the earth. He hadn’t even meant to stay over. We had been watching a movie and we fell asleep.
A rapid tap on my window causes me to shriek and I rest my hand on my chest when I see Bryson’s face smiling back at me.
I quickly roll down the window and he chuckles. “Forget something?” He holds up my cell phone.
I was in such a fluster to get out of there I must have left it on my desk. “What would I do without you?” I say as I pluck my phone from his fingers.
