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I’ve been his whore for a month already. I was a whore again yesterday when I was with him.
The snap of a twig crunching under a heavy boot has me turning around quickly. Surprise fills me when I see Chad approaching. The moon shines down on him, lighting him up and highlighting the worried expression on his face.
This is the first weekend since we entered this arrangement that we’ve seen each other on both days.
I don’t have to ask if he tracked me here. It’s the only way anyone would know I was in this particular location.
“You know, this is getting tiresome. You can’t keep doing this to me,” I scoff, staring at him as he walks closer.
“You think it’s safe to be out here by yourself, practically in the wilderness?”
“It’s not the wilderness.”
“It’s close enough.”
I sigh and draw back. My hands turn sweaty from the unease stirring inside me. “What are you doing here, Chad? It’s Sunday. I know you have better things to do and better people to see.”
“I wanted to see you.”
“You shouldn’t. In a few days, I won’t even exist in your memories, and that’s a good thing.”
“That’s not true. I think you know that.” His glare intensifies.
“I know no such thing, but I know you know what happened to me. I don’t want to talk about it. Especially to you.”
“Why the hell wouldn’t you want to talk to me?”
“Because I couldn’t bear for you to think that maybe I deserved it.”
He stares back at me as if I just slapped him. What I said was horrible, but I can’t forget what he was like when I first met him. As far as I’m concerned, that hasn’t changed.
“How can you say that to me?”
“Chad, in your mind, my father practically killed your mother. Because you can’t get to him, you want me. You might be happy something bad happened to me.”
“You know deep down that’s not true.”
“Isn’t it? Am I not the devil’s daughter?”
He pauses for a moment, like he’s considering something, then shakes his head. I’m not sure if the gesture is in response to my question or his thoughts.
“My mother killed herself,” he says and I suck in a breath.
“What?”
“My mother killed herself after things went down with your father. Only a few people know that and now I’ve told you.”
“My God. I feel even worse.”
“That’s not why I told you. I told you because regardless of what pushed her, it was her choice. I wanted someone to blame because I wanted more time with her. You see what it’s like at my house. I don’t actually have a family. She was my everything.” He draws in a deep breath.
“I’m so sorry, Chad. I truly am.”
“Thank you. Billie, it rips me up inside that something so bad happened to you and I don’t care whose daughter you are.”
“You don’t?”
A quiver lances through my stomach when he takes my hands and kisses the tops of them.
