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I tried to sit up in the bed, hating she’d pulled back so far, and I couldn’t reach her. I fucking despised the fact that this was how things were between us now.
She looked like she just wanted to run.
She’d given in to a moment of weakness.
But the moment was done now.
She looked me dead in the eye with confidence that surprised me. Meyah had slowly become more independent and stronger than she was even just six months ago, but there was something in her eyes which told me the time away at college had kicked it up a new level. Her independence really showing through.
She shook her head. “Doesn’t matter. I don’t know why I came here,” she responded, frowning at the wall behind my head.
My body flared with heat, and I ignored the way my injury screamed at me to lay the fuck down. Instead, I sat up and swung my legs over the side of the bed and slipped down onto my feet. “You gonna run away again?”
I saw the instant my words hit her, like a hot poker.
They got just the reaction I was expecting, that I wanted.
I was trying to light that fire, see it burn, have her let loose and just get everything out there. This wasn’t exactly the place I imagined doing it, but I was so fucking done waiting.
“Excuse me?” she questioned, a deep frown in her brow.
I held out my arms. “That’s what you do, isn’t it? I thought we were stronger than that.”
She scoffed loudly and took a menacing step forward. The fire was burning, starting to rage, and she was fucking beautiful. “You thought? Obviously, you didn’t see things the wayIsaw them. It’s pretty obvious you just thought we were fucking, but here I was thinking we had some kind of relationship where we actually gave a shit about each other, and where we didn’t jump into bed with other people.”
I took her challenge and closed the distance again, getting right into her space. The adrenaline was beginning to flow, the pain leaving my body and being replaced with something stronger.
Meyah didn’t move, she didn’t squirm. She lifted her chin a little higher, the defiance going straight to my fucking cock and making it rock hard. “Since when do you use the term ‘fucking?’” I growled, tilting my head to the side, wondering where the Meyah had gone that I’d had to coerce into telling me she wanted me to fuck her. And now she’s just throwing the word around. “Who the hell are you hanging out with at this fucking fancy college you’re at?”
“So, I’m not allowed to swear now? I’m not allowed to speak like an adult, or call it what it is? We fucked, Ham. How about that?” she challenged, folding her arms across her chest, trying to keep some kind of space between us. She was holding a strong front, but the closer I got, the easier I could see the nervous way she swallowed and the subtle bounce from one foot to the other.
My heart was racing.
“I’ve given you space, let you have your time, but you’re gonna listen to me right now,” I warned, instantly seeing the way the dark tone in my voice affected her body. How she sucked in a sharp little breath and pulled her bottom lip nervously between her teeth. “You are mine.”
I was done fucking around.
Now that I was out, we were going to sort this shit because something needed to change.
I wanted her with me, and the only reason I hadn’t flown to fucking Arizona to get her already was because the court had limited my travel for a month until a few things to do with the case were finalized.
“You gave up your right to claim me when you screwed around with Jess,” she protested, looking down her nose at me defiantly.
“I didn’t screw Jess,” I finally announced as I took another step toward her. That one truth feeling like the world had lifted off my shoulders.
She didn’t move, the both of us frozen on the spot in this standoff.
Meyah was trying to process what I’d just said. Probably arguing with herself in her head, going over the events of that day, wondering if she’d spent the last three months crying and cursing me and feeling like her heart had been shredded into pieces, when I didn’t even do the crime.
“You’re lying,” she finally rasped. “I saw you.”
“No, you didn’t,” I argued, my voice softening. “You never actually saw me, did you?”
She squeezed her eyes shut tightly and shook her head.
I knew she was reliving the moment she thought it was me, grinding and moaning in bed with Jess. It probably felt like a knife to her heart, and a memory that she’d fought to destroy and evict from her brain.
I reached out to her, ready to have her back in my arms, and have all this bullshit done and behind us, but the moment I touched her skin, she slapped my hand away like it was poisonous.
