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“We should go,” I say, slipping out of his hold.
“Wait.” He snags my wrist and yanks me into his chest. My hands go to his shoulders as he kisses me. “Now we can go.” He smirks.
I let out a small sigh of relief. I know we should probably talk about what this means, but I don’t have the energy or answers to get into it right now.
When we slip back into Sasha’s room, she looks upset and Channing is nowhere to be seen. “Everything okay?” I ask her.
She gives me a small shrug, wrapping her arms around herself. “Channing is waiting for you outside.” Her eyes flick from Bexley to the door. “If anyone asks, I got sick and Mia is helping me deal.”
“Yeah, okay.” Bexley glances at me. I know he wants to say more, but he doesn’t. His eyes blaze with possessiveness as he holds my gaze.
Then he leaves, and I finally inhale a deep breath. My eyes settle on Sasha and she shakes her head.
“We’re screwed,” she says. “So fucking screwed. But it felt good, right? Getting back at Cade?”
“Yeah.” My lips curve into a devious smile. “It did.”
We stay in Sasha’s room for the rest of the afternoon. At some point, the guys return to the pool with the girls and the sound of laughter and music drifts up to us. But no one tries to come and coax us out of the room.
Sasha sleeps off her high and I lie there, next to her, replaying my time with Bexley over and over in my head.
It was so intense, the connection between us burning brighter than ever. I know I won’t be able to stay away from him, not now. But Cade can never find out… he can never know.
My cell vibrates and I pluck it off the nightstand, guilt flooding me when I see Annabel’s name on the screen.
Annabel: Hey… just wondered if you’re ever going to return to dorms?
Mia: Hey, sorry… I’ll be back later. Do you want to come over and hang out?
Annabel: Umm, do pigs fly? I’ll bring snacks.
I chuckle as I type my reply.
Mia: Okay, sounds good. See you later.
Annabel: Great. You can tell me all about your weekend.
Another wave of guilt floods me. I don’t want to lose Annabel as a friend, but our lives are moving in different directions, and I can’t blame her for feeling left out.
Because the reality is, she is.
“Hey.” Sasha stirs beside me. “What time is it?”
“A little after five.”
“I didn’t mean to fall asleep.”
“It’s okay,” I say. “You needed it.”
“Yeah.” She sniffles. “Crazy, huh?”
I nod.
“Did anyone come up here?”
“No. Whatever Channing and Bexley told them must have worked.”
“Thank God. I’m not sure I could have faced them all, not after…”
