Susie has disappeared, and Julian only hesitates for a moment before he’s dragging Cassie behind him and into the living room.
I just stand here, stuck in this singular spot, with my mouth hanging wide open. Did he just… is he about to… withher?
Am I going crazy, or did I just fly across state lines to see him, and now he’s disappearing with some local girl?
Imustbe crazy.
“She’s pretty persuasive,” Cameron says, shaking his head softly as he stares at the exit route Julian and Cassie just took.
“I see that,” I mumble, following after the two.
I spot them immediately, grinding against each other like horny teenagers. My heart fractures in my chest, my blood boiling at the sight.
What the fuck!
It’s like my feelings don’t matter. Julian knows I love him, and yet here he is, rubbing against his sexual conquest right in my face. It’s cruel; it’s a vicious thing to do to someone who loves you.
I kind of want to punch him.
Finally, Julian’s gaze lifts to meet mine. Those brown eyes widen slightly: a deer caught in my headlights.
I nod toward the bathroom I could see in the hallway when we first walked in and head that way, praying it’s still empty.
It is, and as I lean against the sink and wait for him, I try not to let my anger get the best of me. I try to remind myself he’s not mine, at least not yet.
The door pushes open, then shuts quietly.
“What’s up?” Julian asks, as if he hasno ideawhat I’d want. Why I’d want to see him when I just flew all the way here to do just fucking that.
I raise my head, my eyes drilling into his. Hewillbe mine. I just know it.
“Is that your girlfriend?” I ask, and I can hear how badly I wish for him to say no in the tone of my own voice.
“No. I already said she’s a local.”
“Didn’t look likejust a localto me,” I reply.
What shelookedlike was his regular fuck; another girl in love with Julian, adding to the long list of broken hearts he carries around.
I’m number one on that list, by the way.
But I refuse to give up hope—hekissedme, damnit. It washisdesire that drove us there, even if I did give him a nudge to act on the impulse.
Julian sighs and leans back against the door, all of his hard muscles on perfect display. “What do you want me to say, Lan? Sometimes we flirt; I might fuck her. I’m not sure yet.”
A rage so hot and delicious builds inside of me. Isowant to punch him.
“So, you invited me to fly here so I could watch you get ready to fuck some girl?” I sneer.
“What?” Julian demands. “No! What the fuck, Landon? I invited you here because I missed you. YouandSusie.”
I don’t hear theand Susiepart of his angry declaration—he missedme. Just as I thought he would. I’m fiening for him.
I move, pinning him to the door with my body. And as I wrap a palm around his throat and slip a hand under his shirt to feel the hot smoothness of him, I almost groan. God, he feelsso good. So perfect and mine.
“You missed me?” I murmur, feeling the goosebumps that once again break out over his skin. And not from the cold this time.
“Yes,” Julian breathes out, his lashes fluttering against his cheekbones.
