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“Maybe we should check out the dance floor,” Mike says, grabbing the bottle of vodka while making his leave.
Brody and the others follow after him. I inwardly groan when I hear Brody mutter, “That Alex sure is a party downer.”
Well, someone has to be responsible. Unfortunately, it’s me. I scowl at Seth, watching him sway back and forth. His hand fumbles for the counter to stabilize himself.
“Alright, Seth, I think it’s time to go,” I start, trying to sound calm, when all I want to do is grab him by his collar and drag him out of the house. “Rachel is upset and you owe her an apology.”
Seth purses his lips at me, looking confused, before realization downs on him. His eyes widen, he smacks the counter, and he turns from drunken, party Seth, to drunken, angry Seth.
“What the fuck!” He shouts. “There is no way I’m returning home to her. Not after everything she’s done.”
I sigh. Keep calm, Alex. You can do this, Alex. All you have to do is convince Seth to leave and get into a cab. I’m sure when he sleeps this off, everything will be fine in the morning.
“Seth, Rachel is very vulnerable right now. And she didn’t mean to lie to us. She was scared what we would say. Clearly,” I add while gesturing to Seth, who, in fact, is proving right here and now that her concerns are valid.
Seth shakes his head. “It’s still not fair! She should have told us as soon as he found out.”
“Well, it’s not like she didn’t want to. And besides, we were away at camp.”
Seth doesn’t say anything, but his eyes heat as they gaze at me and my face flushes, wondering if, in his drunken mind, he’s thinking about those nights we shared together, in the same bed, our hand unable to stop touching each other.
Stop, Alex. Don’t think about that now.
“Come on,” I say while reaching for Seth, He smacks my hand away. I ignore the twinge in my heart and say, “Let’s go home.”
“I’m not going home,” Seth says harshly before brushing past me and stalking toward the crowd of people just outside the kitchen.
“Seth!” I shout, reaching for his hand and just missing it.
“If you want to talk to me, I’ll be upstairs!” Seth shouts before disappearing in the crowd.
I grit my teeth, my hand fisting at my side as I search for him, finding him running up the stairs. Why is he acting like a complete brat? Because he’s drunk, the logical part of me answers near immediately. Because he’s hurt. Rachel should have told us from the get-go, but what’s done is done. He can be mad. I was mad, too. But, if he loves Rachel, he’ll forgive her. He’ll try to make it work.
I find myself moving through the crowd and easing myself onto the steps, taking one at a time. Why does he want to go upstairs when the party is downstairs? It doesn’t make any sense. I heave a sigh when I reach the top floor, frowning when I see the last door on the left ajar. It’s like he’s leaving little cookie crumbs for me to follow him.
“Seth!” I call while stepping down the hallway.
Of course, he doesn’t answer me. I imagine him pouting on the bed, like some child who doesn’t want to go to sleep.
“Seth!”
I push open the door, my eyes widening when I find Seth there, waiting. He grabs me by the collar with one hand and slams the door shut with the other. Before I know it, I’m slammed against the door with Seth wedging himself between my legs. His mouth captures mine, his tongue delving inside, kissing me deeply, just how I like it. My eyes close as my arms wrap around him, unable to escape this wonderful bliss.
Chapter 15
SETH
Kissing Alex is like letting go. It’s like a run I never want to end—where I feel the most free. I run my fingers through his hair, loving how smooth and soft the locks are against my fingertips. He moans into my mouth, his tongue meeting mine, his kisses growing fevered. I press my body into his and a shudder ripples through the both of us. I wish we could be like this in the open. At least in front of Hunter and Lucas.
How can something so wrong feel so good?
I mentally smack myself. There’s nothing wrong with being gay, or bi. It’s just something parts of society look down on. And yes, I know my grandmother would not approve. My mother would cry if she found out. My siblings would be confused, and Mark would most likely go on a tirade filled with homophobic slurs and jokes.
I don’t think I can handle that, which is why it’s best we remain a secret. Hunter can keep a secret, but Lucas, with his new book coming out, has proved he can’t keep a secret. I keep waiting for someone on campus to approach me, wondering if everything Lucas wrote is all true. It’s only a matter of time.
All thoughts of my family and Lucas disintegrate when I feel Alex’s hands cupping my ass. He grinds himself against me, releasing a moan from my lips. He steps forward, guiding me backwards. It’s not until my calves hit the mattress that I realize what he wants. With one soft press, I’m falling backwards, my back cradled by pillows and blankets.
Alex climbs on top of me, his hands cupping my cheeks. The touch is so gentle. I lean into it, searching for more. My head is a bit woozy from all the tequila and my stomach twists, threatening to vomit whatever is left inside, but I push it down, never wanting this moment to end. It’s been so long since we’ve been alone, together, like this, and nothing is getting in my way.
