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Rebel Rider: I don’t how I feel about him, and that’s the truth. I swear it.
Full Throttle: And the kiss? Did you like that too?
Rebel Rider: I’m not sure. I think I’m just confused because it was my first kiss, and maybe that’s just how you feel after your first kiss. I promise I still hate him, but ever since that night, he’s been on my mind. He got inside my head, and I can’t stop thinking about him. Even though I don’t want to, he’s just there. I don’t lie to you. I feel bad it’s taken me this long to actually tell you. I know I didn’t cheat on you, but it sort of feels like I did. I’m sorry, Full Throttle. Are you mad at me?
Full Throttle: Do you want me to be?
For some reason, his question upset me, and I reacted.
Rebel Rider: It’s not like I know your real name or anything. I know nothing about you. You never tell me, but I’ve told you all about me. You think that’s fair? I may not be able to stop thinking about Tristian, but that doesn’t mean I’ve stopped thinking about you. I haven’t. I think about you all the time. I can’t lose you as a friend. You’ve become my best friend, and I couldn’t imagine not talking to you. Can you at least tell me something about yourself? Like your real name?
Full Throttle: My real name isn’t going to change the fact that you kissed him, Belle.
Rebel Rider: I know, but it’ll make me feel closer to you. Don’t you want that?
Full Throttle: Who do you think about more? Him or me?
I swallowed hard, wanting to be honest with him.
Rebel Rider: I think about you both in different ways.
Full Throttle: You didn’t answer my question.
Rebel Rider: Tell me your name and I’ll answer.
Full Throttle: My name isn’t going to change our future.
Rebel Rider: What does that mean?
Full Throttle: It’s Chase.
I was shocked he actually told me. Typing out my response, I was about to hit send when he abruptly logged off.
“Ugh!” I threw my laptop on the bed, annoyed he’d just exited our conversation like it didn’t mean anything to him.
Was he pissed? Upset?
Needing to wash away my anger, I jumped in the shower until the water ran cold.
What if he never logged on again? What if this was the last time he’d speak to me?
I didn’t know his phone number or email. There was no way I’d be able to reach him. I messed up, ruining the first real friendship I ever had with someone. This was all Tristian’s fault. He was wrecking my life. Exactly how he wanted. To make matters worse, he knew how to push every one of my buttons like no one else in the world. He hadn’t spoken to me, leaving me alone for the last week. Being at school, I felt as if I was walking on eggshells daily, waiting for I didn’t know what from him. I couldn’t stop feeling his lips on mine, finding myself touching my mouth more often as the days went on.
Remembering how he felt.
Smelled.
Made me feel.
I was pissed at how reckless I’d behaved. It wasn’t me. Tristian brought out a side of me I didn’t know existed. I hated him now more than ever. He was the reason I was in this chaos to begin with.
Shaking my head, I threw on a tank and panties before walking back into my room. The second I opened the door, I jolted out of my skin. Finding the guy, I least expected there.
—Tristian—
Seeing her standing in front of me, wearing a very small top with even smaller panties, instantly made my cock throb.
With her hand over her chest, she fumed, “You just scared the crap out of me!”
