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I felt my face blush. It wasn’t something I thought I’d ever do with someone other than Dawson, but the way Ross looked at me just made me feel things inside. “I’m not sure. Soon?” I hesitated. “I think I might be busy for a while.”
“Let me at least give you my number, in case you change your mind.” I barely had a chance to stop him before he jotted his number down on a piece of napkin and tucked it into the side pocket of my backpack. Then he gave me a pat on the shoulder. “If I get the honor of hanging out with you again, then that’d be superb. If not, then I guess I’ll just be that pathetic loser at school who longs after you like a puppy dog.”
“That’s a terrible joke.” I chuckled and pushed open the door. “I’ll see you around, Ross.”
“See you around.”
I made it back home with just enough time to throw myself into my robe and quickly shuffle up my hair. I needed to be just convincing enough so that Dawson would think I was home all night. I hated lying to him, and it wasn’t even like I was doing anything wrong. But Dawson and Ross clearly didn’t get along, and I bet just the mention of his name would set my boyfriend off.
A second after I washed my makeup off my face, the bell rang. I steadied myself and made my way downstairs, where I saw Dawson peering through the front window.
“Hey, babe. How’re you feeling?” He handed me a bouquet of flowers when I flung the door open. “Oh! And I got you some chicken noodle. It’s not homemade, but the host at the diner said it’s still pretty tasty.”
Fuck. Of course, he turns into the best boyfriend ever on the day I decide to betray him.
“Thanks,” I gave him a soft smile, “this is all very sweet of you. You didn’t have to do all this.”
“Why wouldn’t I? You’re my girl. And I take care of my girl. So, how you feeling? Well enough to kiss?” Dawson closed the door behind him as he walked inside the house, and he drew me into a bear hug before rubbing my shoulders. “I missed you this afternoon. I crushed the game, but I definitely could’ve gotten a better score.” He leaned in and kissed me on the cheek. “It’s because I was missing my lucky charm.”
“I’ll be there next time, I promise. I’ll make it up to you.”
Then he winked at me. “Or you can just make it up to me now.” And before I knew it, he scooped me up by the legs and carried me up to my room, where he lightly threw my body against the bed and hovered his own body over me, planting kisses across my neck and beginning to untie the robe.
“Dawson, wait. I’m sick, remember?” I put a hand to his chest and stopped him. But if there was one thing I knew well about Dawson, was that he didn’t let anything—and I mean anything—get in the way between him and a warm, slimy hole.
“Babe, I’d rather risk getting sick than spend another day without your body pressed up against mine.” Then he leaned back down and continued with the kisses.
His lips felt so warm, so dominating, that it brought me back to when we first made love, when he took my virginity. And I felt myself giving in instantly, almost forgetting where I’d really been and the reason why he was even here tonight.
I whispered a moan as he pulled his shirt over his head and came back down, reaching a hand off to one side of the bed as I nibbled on his left ear, his favorite spot. Then I heard a crinkle when he extended his reach, and memories of why that crinkle existed shot back into my thoughts.
“What’s this?” He reached into the netted side pocket of my backpack and pulled outthecrinkled sheet. And when he unfolded it, my heart dropped. “Who thefuckis Ross?” His bellow almost shot through my ceiling with how loud it sounded, and he climbed off the bed to throw his shirt back on.
“What? No one!” I fumbled to come up with a decent enough lie. “Just a friend from school.”
“Amber, come on. I know who your friends are, and you definitely don’t know someone named Ross. Besides, what kind of friend draws a heart next to their number?”
“Umm, a cheeky one?”
“Amber! Are you fucking cheating on me?”
“No!” I jumped off the bed and grabbed him by the hands, squeezing them tight in hopes that it’d quell his anger enough for me to explain myself.
“Then explain this!”
“He’s just a friend! I swear! He moved here from my state, and we just got to talking. But we didn’t do anything! We just went out for ice cream.” God, I wish I could take back my words sometimes.
“Today? Is that why you ditched me? To hang out with some other guy? Were you even sick?” I bowed my head and slowly shook it. “You’re unbelievable, Amber! I give you nothing but love, and you go behind my back with some other dude?”
“Well, you never even asked if I wanted to spend my day at the arcade.”
“That doesn’t give you an excuse to cheat on me!”
“I wasn’t—” He was gone before I could say anything else, slamming his way out of my bedroom, down the stairs, and out the front door.
CHAPTER FIVE
I
