All at the same time.
She was so fucking beautiful, even if she was shooting daggers of fire at me through the narrow slits hiding her eyes. I could just make out the black of her pupils, almost indiscernible from the brilliant green of her iris.
“What do you want?”
I wiped away the tiny bubble of spit which hit my face and buoyed my determination. It also helped me steady myself; my dick, however, was hardening by the second.
“Good morning to you, too. How was your first week? I texted you but didn’t hear back, so I hope it was good.”
Her knuckles turned white as her fist gripped the door, and her glare became decidedly more murderous. “Jupiter, what do you want?”
“Cutting to the chase I see. Are you going to invite me in?”
“No. And you’ve got thirty seconds before I shut this door again,” she snapped hard, pushing her glasses back onto her head.
Shit. Maybe this was reckless... How the fuck was I going to put an argument across in thirty seconds?
Fuck again. I was wasting my seconds.
“Okay. Well, I came to tell you that I’m going to make it right between us. I want you back, Star.”
“Stop calling me that!”
I shook my head. “No. I’m going to make it right.”
Her eyes flicked up, but the way she was glaring wasn’t solely with anger… there was interest, perhaps.
“I’m not interested, so don’t hold your breath,” she hissed, like she’d read my mind.
“You know I can hold my breath for a long time. Have you forgotten?” I leaned in slightly and winked. She blushed that shade of pink I used to get a boner for… and apparently still got a boner for.
Thankfully, my track pants were hiding most of it.
“I know you coerced Penn Shepherd into hiring me.”
I rolled my lips and crossed my arms like she had, but casually, not rigid with anger. “Yeah, so?”
“You’re so goddamn arrogant.”
She wasn’t the first person to call me that, and she wouldn’t be the last. But shewasthe only one whose eyes sparkled when they said it. Shewasthe most beautiful, and somehow the way she said it didn’t make it sound all that bad.
Almost like a compliment.
Or that’s how I was taking it.
“Still trying to control people’s lives without a second thought, as long as you get what you want. Did it ever occur to you that had I known you’d be here, I’d have run fast in the opposite direction?”
Okay, perhaps not a compliment.
“Maybe, but I am going to win you back, even if it takes all season. I’m going to remind you of what we had.”
“Fourteen years, Jupiter. You haven’t seen me in fourteen years. Why am I here? Do you even remember the way you left me? You can’t just click your fingers and expect me to come running. We aren’t even the same people. You don’t know me, and we don’t know each other.” The pulse in her throat was quickening with each point, and her voice had risen an octave. “It was a dumb teenage romance. You’re delusional if you think it was any more than that.”
My eyes hadn’t left her face while she’d been yelling at me; the way her lip curved deeper into a Cupid’s bow, the way her left eye flickered in the corner by her brow, and the way her jaw was now popping.
I leaned further into her. “Say that to me again without lying.”
I didn’t hear her breath catch, Isawit.
