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Needless to say, a kiss never followed.
“I’ll tell you what,” I said, picking her up off her feet completely until she wa
s in my arms. She instantly hugged my neck and rested her cheek on my shoulder. “If you wake up in the morning, refreshed and hangover free, and you still feel this way…” Carrying her from the kitchen and toward her room, I looked her straight in the eye. “I will one hundred percent let you fuck the shit out of me.”
“Even if it’s just rebound sex that doesn’t mean anything and only lasts one round?” she asked solemnly.
“It can be any kind of sex at all,” I promised. “You can have whatever you want. Just be sober first.”
“Okay.” Resting her cheek back on my shoulder, she yawned. “Deal.”
I smiled softly as I lowered her onto her bed where I tucked her in, helping her out of her shoes and jewelry. Closing her eyes, she rolled onto her stomach and sighed, already falling fast asleep.
Sitting next to her, I set my hand on her back and let my fingers absorb every breath she took. Just when I thought she’d fallen asleep, she reached out and gripped my forearm.
“Stay,” she mumbled beseechingly.
Unable to resist, I crawled under the blankets with her and let her crawl on top of me, where she burrowed her face into my neck and almost instantly fell asleep. It took a while before I followed her into dreams, but they were good, hopeful dreams, filled with the sweet promise of what was to come.
27
Henry
Issue 5 of “Hopeless Henry”
By Alice Bennet
Taken from the University Gazette
I pounded on Reuben’s door with hate in my heart and murderous rage running through my veins. No one did to me what he’d done and got away with it.
He was going to die. Today.
I was going to kick his ass from this century to the next.
And nothing was going to stop me from meting out his punishment and attaining some justice.
His door opened.
I grabbed the front of his shirt by two handfuls and was dragging him out of his room and into the hall before he fully realized it was me.
“You’re dead,” I growled, tossing him spine-first against the wall.
“Jesus, man. What the hell?” he screeched, lifting his arms to shield himself as he cringed backward away from me.
“Don’t you fucking what the hell me. You know what you did.”
Balling my hand tight, I wound my arm back, prepared to deliver him with a blow he’d still be feeling when he was eighty. But before I could slam my fist forward, crushing bone, splitting flesh, spilling blood, and wreaking havoc, a fearful voice from behind me said, “Reuben?”
That was all the voice said: his name.
And yet it had the power to stop me in my tracks. Because it was her voice.
Oh Jesus, she was here with him. Right now.
For some reason, I hadn’t even dreamed up the possibility that they would still be together, much less that she’d be here when I came calling. After what he’d done to her, I was sure they were through, that he’d gotten what he wanted and moved on. Except here she was, still clueless and innocent.
“Is everything okay?” she asked, sounding concerned.
