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“Gavin,” she looks at me. “Take me home, okay?”
But I need her to remember.
I want her to remember.
And I want to thank her for what she did today.
“I was wrong,” I tell her.
She’s silent, and she looks out of the window again, as though she’s completely resigned to sitting in this car until the rain stops.
“I shouldn’t have posted the picture. It was a shitty thing to do. I’m sorry.”
“Why’d you do it?”
“I wanted to hurt you. No matter what I do to you, it never seems to bother you. I wanted you to care.”
I can see the tears glistening on her cheeks. This is more than just a stupid picture to her, I realize. Emilia has never been easily embarrassed. I would never do something truly evil that really hurt her. I mean, it was a picture of her falling. It wasn’t like I shared a picture of her naked.
But I can see that what I did actually did hurt her.
For so long, I’ve felt like I couldn’t break through to her. Forever, it’s seemed like she was too strong to give in to my teasing and taunting, but now I realize that Emilia is just as broken as I am.
Maybe more.
She looks at me, and suddenly, I feel sick when I realize just how deeply I’ve wounded her. I reach for her cheek, unable to hold myself back, and I stroke it softly. My cock is straining at my pants because even now, even in this moment, it’s an idiot who wants her.
She’s never looked more beautiful than she does right now, though, and I know I’m a fucking bastard because I want her more than ever.
“I’ve never stopped caring,” she whispers.
“I think about that night all of the time.”
I don’t know why I’m telling her this. It doesn’t make sense. I should be holding back, keeping this secret to myself, but I can’t seem to do that. Not when it comes to her.
And then Emilia does something that just pushes me over the fucking edge. Her eyes dart to my lips quickly before they’re quickly back on mine.
Then she bites her bottom lip, and I realize I’m a goner.
I reach for her, pulling her close, and I slam my lips onto hers. I kiss her hard and fast and deeply. I kiss her in the way I can only do now. I could never have kissed her like this, not back then.
The last time I kissed Emilia, it was innocent: a kiss brought on by desire and the purest kind of love you can feel.
First love is the only innocent kind of passion.
Now, though, there’s so much more that this kiss contains: heat, anger, passion...arousal.
Oh, I’m aroused.
Based on the way she grabs my hair and tugs me closer to herself, I’d say this is affecting her just as much as it’s affecting me.
“Gavin,” she whispers against my mouth, softly tracing her tongue over my lips. I’m totally and completely at a loss as to what I should say now.
I didn’t expect this.
I didn’t plan for it.
This isn’t what I thought was going to happen tonight.
