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But he doesn’t love you back.
He loves Wavel.
He’ll hate you even more if he finds out.
I was ready to take that risk, but nothing would compare to this feeling.
“Then why are you stopping?” I asked, keeping my voice low.
He chuckled and moved underneath me, sitting up and making me straddle his lap. He leaned back against the bed’s headboard and cupped my face in his hands again. “Because as much as I want to keep going, I want to take it slow. I want this to be special.” He brushed his thumbs along my cheeks, taking in every inch of my face. “We can’t risk anyone finding out about us.”
I nodded. Although, the idea of our parents finding out about us sounded fun. They’d get angry, and I’d give anything to upset them.
Especially Mom.
“Okay,” I whispered.
His eyes lingered on my lips before he kissed me one last time, then he made me get off his lap to stand up with me. He stood in front of me and held my hands, then he leaned in and rested his forehead against mine. “Let’s do this again. Tomorrow. But not here. Meet me in the library at midnight.”
I nodded, biting my lower lip. “I’ll be there.”
His eyes were back on my lips. “Fuck, I love when you do that,” he muttered. He wrapped his hand around my neck and kissed me one last time before he nodded toward the door. “Go. Before I change my mind and regret not rushing things.”
“I wouldn’t mind,” I told him.
He chuckled with a shake of his head. “Go, baby. I’ll see you in the morning.”
I left his room with an ache in my chest. I missed him already. Missed his touch. His lips. God…his mouth was perfect.
He was perfect.
And he would soon be mine.
***
“What is my dress doing in your room, Caia?”
I turned to the side to look at Wavel as she picked up her dress off the floor. I had taken it off before getting into bed with the intention of getting it back to her before she noticed. Guess she had noticed. She practically lived in that dress.
“That’s strange,” I said with a faked, surprised tone. “I didn’t even notice it down there.”
Wavel frowned as she stood back up, and she eyed the dress carefully, making sure it wasn’t ripped or dirty. “Did you wear it?”
“Why would I do that?”
“Caia…” She sighed and pulled the dress close to her, hugging it as if it were sacred. “I won’t be upset if you wore it. I just wished you would’ve taken better care of it. It’s all wrinkly.”
“But I didn’t wear it,” I argued, lying straight to her face. I was feeling vindictive. I had finally gotten closer to Sly, and things would get even more intense from today on. I knew this war between us was one-sided, but I couldn’t stop being angry and jealous.
I wanted to have Sly to myself, and while I managed to get him alone last night, I knew it wasn’t going to be easy to have him to myself forever. Our parents and Wavel were still here, and the only way to get rid of them was to leave this place.
My plan was to convince Sly to run away with me. I had come up with that plan just last night before falling asleep with a big, fat grin across my face. I made out with Sly and felt his hands all over my body, and soon enough, I’d feel him inside of me.
Wavel tilted her head to the side and looked at me with worried eyes. “You lie when you’re not feeling okay. Do you need help? Do you want to talk?”
I frowned. “I’m fine. And I’m not lying. I didn’t wear your dress.”
She studied me as she lifted the dress to her nose. “Well…it doesn’t smell like you. I guess I was wrong. I’m sorry I assumed that you did.”
