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It’s nothing but a dream, a fantasy.
It will disappear into thin air anytime now because nothing can be this perfect, that’s just a rule of this world. Everything is broken. Damaged. Destroyed. So how can we be different?
But here I am, my back against a mirror my legs propped against Teague’s beautiful body, his hardness thrusting into me, and I can’t even think straight.
The Theory of Non-Existence
SEBASTIAN
I can’t wait anymore, Sebastian. You either see me or I’m going to stop sending these letters because I don’t want to be a nuisance. Besides, I’ve said everything I wanted to say. But if you don’t believe that I’m telling the truth then perhaps we’re not meant to be.
Someone grabs the letter from my hand and I automatically try to get it back. But before I can, Teague is already reading it. He looks at me with a hint of a smile on his face. “Sebastian,” he says. “You’re not seriously thinking of meeting this chick, are you?”
“Teague, give me back the letter.”
“No,” Teague says stubbornly, stashing the letter into his jeans’ pocket. “No way am I giving this back. Sebastian, I’m your friend. I don’t want to see you get hurt. This could be a trap! Someone could try to hurt you. I mean, leaving the letters in your mail? Sending them at parties? Whoever this is, they sound so stalkerish! How can you even take this seriously?”
“I’m not,” I say, weakly. But I know that hasn’t convinced anyone.
Teague comes and puts a heavy arm around my shoulders. “There are so many women in this town,” he says. “Why are you so hung up on this one?”
“I don’t know,” I admit. “There’s just something about those letters…”
“They’re a lie, Sebastian. They have to be. Someone’s probably playing a prank on you! Who writes freaking letters in this day and age, dude?”
“Can you just give it back?”
“No friggin’ way,” Teague says and sees that Mia is coming and goes over to her and kisses her. Mia looks positively glowing. They’ve clearly just had sex when they were back in the room, they’re oozing post-sex pheromones.
“Hey guys,” Holden comes and thwacks my back. “How’re you liking the party?”
The party hasn’t even started yet and Holden is already drunk. Having the party at his place was a great idea, but that means Holden can break into his parents’ liquor collection and drink as much as he wants.
“It’s great Holden,” Mia says. “Thanks for doing this.”
“No problem,” Holden says.
“Dude,” Teague says. “The party’s barely begun and you’re already wasted. Slow the fuck down.”
“Don’t be such a party pooper, Teague.” Holden says and almost stumbles but then finds his balance. “And I know what you all are thinking—why am I having this awesome party when my whole life’s falling apart?”
Everyone exchanges embarrassed looks. “Holden…” Mia tries to speak but Holden shuts her off.
“I’m fine!” Holden says, emphatically. “Look at me! I’m so completely fine! So what if my best friend and my fiancé slept together without my knowledge? That’s not the end of the world. I can get over it.”
“Yeah,” Teague says. “By ruining your liver in the process.”
“Shut up,” Holden says. “And go have fun!”
With that he leaves and Mia and Teague follow him and I’m left all alone at the bar. “Nice party,” I hear someone saying so I turn to see who it might be. There’s a guy standing by the bar wearing a suit. I don’t recognize him but I smile just to be polite.
“Holden’s known for throwing amazing parties,” I say, trying to make small talk. “Do I know you from somewhere?”
“Actually,” he says. “This is the first time we’re meeting, but I have to admit I have ulterior motives for striking up a conversation with you.”
His frankness makes me a little nervous. “What ulterior motives?”
