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Lucas looks relieved before he covers it up with a sympathetic smile.
He’s probably got a hot date when he leaves here.
Asshole.
“Let me call you a car,” he says, and before I can tell him I’m happy to get an Uber, he’s off and running.
As my cab fights its way uptown and Central Park zips by on my right, I stare at Graham’s card and fight with myself.
I may not have been happy with Lucas, but I’m certainly not unhappy with myself. It took me such a long time to start recovering from the blow that Graham dealt my heart. I’m not sure that I’ll ever get over it. It’s safer this way. Less pain.
Even if we didn’t have this mountain of hurt between us, Graham is the biggest celebrity on the planet. The last thing I want is to live my life on display. And Graham couldn’t possibly be happy out of the spotlight. This is what he was born to do.
But, how can I resist what he’s offering? I would love to find a way to have him back in my life if we could just be friends. But I know that’s not possible. Friendship is just the tip of the iceberg of the feelings I have for him.
I don’t know what to do.
Ache
Apollo
“Come in.” I step aside so Graham can enter my home.
“Hey, Sunshine.” He leans down to kiss me on my cheek, but I step away. His surprised eyes come to mine, and I cross my arms defensively.
“I don’t want you to touch me like that. I couldn’t do anything about it without causing a scene earlier, but I want you to sit on that side of the room.” I point to the small blue winged back chair pressed against the wall under the window.
“Okay.” He nods slowly, but he doesn’t say anything else as he walks to the chair and drops down in it. He sits with legs spread and his hands dangling off the edge of the chair’s arms. He looks like he’s sitting on a throne.
“Where are you sitting?” he asks with raised eyebrows and a cocksure smile that makes me want to slap him.
“Over here.” I walk and sit down on my couch. My apartment is a bigger than average size compared to most, but it feels tiny with Graham here. He fills the room with so much frantic energy. And he looks perfectly at peace. Like the eye of the hurricane, he’s calm while he wreaks mayhem and havoc all around him.
“So, tell me again why you’re here,” I say.
He leans forward. “I told you, I’m starting school. And I have a couple of projects I’m working on.” I try to hide my surprise. That’s the last thing I expected to hear.
“Well, that’s nice. Good for you,” I say with a pleasant smile, that doesn’t reach my eyes.
He laughs. “Don’t give me that half smile, Apollo. You can be real with me.”
I tug on the hem of my black tank top and smooth my hands over my hair self-consciously. Why should I care how I look? It doesn’t matter if he thinks I’m attractive.
He stops laughing, and his expression grows serious. He leans forward, rests his elbow on his thighs, so his hands dangle between his spread legs.
“So, what’s up with what’s his name?”
“Luc—”
/> “I know his fucking name, Apollo. I just don’t want to say or hear it,” he says stonily.
“He’s my boyfriend, Graham,” I say, wide-eyed at his harsh tone.
“Really?” he grits out.
“Yes,” I say, but my voice quavers.
In a flash, he’s up and walking toward me. My heart jumps into my throat, and I scramble from my couch and hustle into my kitchen.
