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“Of course, you can leave me. I’m a big girl now. I mean, sure, I’ll miss you, but we’re talking about an opportunity most guys would die for.”
“I … I think I’m in love with you.”
My entire body freezes as the heaviness expands to my core. The tightness in my chest restricts my ability to breathe, causing my heart to still momentarily. Then, it begins to beat again—fast and erratic.
This can’t be right. Maybe I heard the wrong words? Cruz is my best friend, and this isn’t supposed to happen. I’ve trusted him with all my being and not with the intent for him to fall in love with me.
“I … I …,” I stammer, unable to string together my words. “I don’t understand how this happened.”
“Do you have to understand how this happened? I’m in love with you, Addy. I can’t lie to you anymore and pretend I don’t feel this way.”
“But this wasn’t supposed to happen,” I mumble while shaking my head. “We were always supposed to be best friends.”
“Things change …”
His hand is still resting on top of mine. The warmth of skin is usually comforting in my time of need, but Cruz feels like a complete stranger right now. I pull my hand out from beneath his, quickly standing up and distancing myself.
“So, you don’t want to follow your career because of me?” I question, running my hand through my hair. “Because you think you’re in love with me?”
“I don’t think,” he states, bowing his head between his knees. “I know.”
Just like he had done earlier, I pace in front of the coffee table. How did this happen? Were there signs? The last few weeks have been busy, and my head has been so clouded. Maybe it was all in front of me, but I was too occupied with his older brother at his sex lair doing all the dirty things.
A sharp pain spreads across my temple, an imminent headache warning me of its arrival.
“I need to go to bed and process this,” I splutter, momentarily beyond words.
“Addy …”
I don’t allow him to get another word in, desperate to escape him at this moment.
The door closes behind me, then I rest against it inside my room. My eyes close on their own accord, trying to process everything that just happened. My stomach is sick to its core, battling with my now headache, which causes me to wince in pain.
I walk over to the window, pulling the drapes shut so the morning light doesn’t abuse me with its sunny rays. Then, I fall onto the bed and turn to the side, resting my hands beneath my head.
Tonight was too much.
I’m caught in this tangled web, unsure of how to climb my way out. No matter which direction I take, someone will get hurt. There are two significant men, and neither one of them deserves to be hurt in any way, shape, or form.
I’m forced to close my eyes, my head now unbearable. Sleep is the only solution, and eventually, I drift off.
My head goes in and out of consciousness as my eyes slowly begin to open. The room is pitch black, but suddenly, the bed starts to move.
I let out a moan to feel a body move on top of me.Where am I?My limbs are weak, barely able to move. Then, lips press against mine. They’re warm yet unfamiliar.
And they taste of gin.
My eyes snap open in a panic, realizing it’s Cruz kissing me and not Masen. I press my hands on his chest, willing to push him away, but his strength outweighs me. The panic is soon overcome by anger, forcing me to turn my head to the right to break away from his lips.
“What the hell are you doing?” I question him angrily.
“Addy,” he moans, “please give me this.”
His intoxication fuels the desperation in his voice. I’ve been around him numerous times when he’s had too much to drink, but not once has he ever tried to take advantage of me nor make a move to ruin what we have.
I manage to push him with force, then jump off the bed to distance myself.
“You do not get to come into my room and do that to me,” I shout.
