“About what?” I asked distractedly, then dragged a small ladder from the corner and climbed it. I balanced it as I opened the highest cabinet.
“Last night, you said you hadn’t done that with anyone. Was that true?”
I froze. The question hit me so hard I nearly toppled off the step ladder.
“Ididn’t say I hadn’t done that with anyone. I said I wasn’t as experienced as you.”
A veil of jealousy crossed his face.
“So. It’s true then. Did you really fuck Jackson?” he spat.
“What?”
“He said you did. During two truths and a lie. I want to know from you.”
His voice dripped with hatred, his cheeks flushed in anger.
“Max!” I snapped, heat rushing to my cheeks. “That’s none of your business.”
He huffed, his jaw flexing hard in frustration. He stepped closer to me.
“Mackenzie. Stop this.”
I snapped my head down toward him when he said ‘Mackenzie.’ His eyes were pleading with me.
“Stop what?” I asked, feigning indifference. I knew exactly what he was implying, but I was too nervous to have this talk with him.
“Acting like this is pretend.”
I inhaled.
“It is pretend,” I whispered.
He ran a hand over his face, took off his cap, and smoothed the dark locks around his ears.
“Oh my God, Trouble.Fine, fuck,” he rasped out. “If I’m gonna play your boyfriend, I need to know what I’m up against. Where you’ve been.”
I eyed him.
“It’s none of your business,” I bit out. “All you need to know is what happens between you and me.”
That made him go still. His eyes locked on mine, darker than I’d ever seen them.
“What’s happening then?” His voice was gravelly, every word dragging. “Between you and me? You said this is pretend.You said no sex, but I think we passed that barrier last night. So, where do we stand?”
I groaned, trying to mask the pulse pounding between my thighs.
“Don’t take everything I say so literally, Max. I don’t fucking know what this is.” I motioned between us.
“Funny,” he murmured. “Because all I want is to take you literally, horizontally, vertically, however you want.”
My pulse soared, and I quickly turned away to avoid his gaze. I felt as if I might melt right into the floor.
“Shut up, asshole,” I scolded. “Are you jealous?”
A darkness crept over his face, and I saw it in his eyes. Possession.
“Do you want me to be?” His tone was playful, but he was holding back from revealing how much he truly felt. I could see on his face that I was pissing him off.
