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My eyes soften and my heart constricts at telling him what I really don’t want to say. What I want to say is how I crave this side of him so much more. How he’s perfect.
But he isn’t mine. He belongs to someone else that he chooses to be with, and I can’t be the housekeeper cliché sneaking around with the owner’s son. He’s right. We have a strong attraction to each other, but it could never work. I don’t fit in, and he would be ashamed of being seen with someone like me. His parents would most likely kick me out if they found out.
“But you have a girlfriend, and she doesn’t need his housekeeper allowing her boyfriend in her room late at night. It is wrong and I don’t want any trouble. I’m not in the best position and this isn’t my home.”
“This is your home.”
“Because I work here by cleaning, doing the laundry and grocery shopping.” I shake my head. “I’m part of your staff hired by your parents.” I walk over and pull open the sliding door to the wall-to-wall closet revealing one suitcase, a box with pictures and memories of what I could take reminding me of my parents, and five Spencer Academy uniforms with three pairs of shoes. “This is what I am and all I have to my name.” I wave my hand, showcasing the few items I have inside. “We’re different and we come from different upbringings.”
I condensed my belongings to one suitcase after throwing away most of the clothes that were old with age and would look threadbare when Exie would invite me over.
“There is only one world, Aura.”
“Tell everyone you know that statement and see what they say. I’m not trying to argue with you and I’m tired of hating you, Kalum, and I want to be civil with you, but this is my reality. Staying away from you and your friends is the smartest choice.”
“What if I don’t want you to stay away from me? What if I want to spend time with you and get to know you?”
My hands cross over my chest. “Where would Sarah fit in? Last time I checked, your car only has room for two.”
“That can be taken care of.”
He wouldn’t. I can’t allow him to dump her because he wants to spend time with me in secret. Like the ugly girl a guy calls to secretly hang out because she is nice and a wonderful person on the inside but is not easy on the eyes according to society.
My nostrils flare and I lick my lips. “Don’t you dare break it off with her because you want to hang out with me all of a sudden.”
“That is not your choice,” he snaps, standing to his full height off the bed.
His ab muscles flexing with each breath he takes on his massive frame with his shorts hanging low on his hips looking like a Greek god. I can feel my mouth watering at the sight of him standing there battling with himself.
My hands itch to run over every dip and groove of his muscles on his skin to see how they feel. The memory of being in his arms replays in my mind, and it was the first time since my parents’ death that I felt wanted. That someone cared enough to comfort me in a time when I felt dark, alone, and scared. The worst part of it all is that I want to be in his arms again, knowing it’s wrong because he could never be mine.
“You’re right. It wasn’t my choice. It was yours and you chose her. I saw it with my own two eyes that night at the party after you and your friends threw my friend and me out and I’m sure as hell am not going to be your second.” My tone vibrates with the sudden rage I feel remembering that night when he turned from savior to villain in a split second.
“I did it to protect you.”
“Oh yeah, which part?”
I’m calling him out on his crap because what he is saying doesn’t make any sense to me. He walks closer but I don’t back down from his gaze as it locks on mine, lowering in a caress down my body and slowly traveling back up and stopping on my teeth chewing on the corner of my lip.
His thumb reaches out to stop me from me breaking the skin sliding slowly to where my teeth graze the skin. “You’re hurting those pretty lips, and to answer your question, I don’t want anyone to mistreat you. Only I can mistreat you.”
“Why is that?”
He grins playfully. “Because I’m the only one that can make you feel better.”
My expression turns to ice. He thinks playing with me is fun. I’ve already played into his games, and he flipped the switch on me. “You need to go. You wouldn’t want to be late for your date tonight.”
Reminding him about his girlfriend Sarah is a defense mechanism I put in place between us because of the love-hate relationship me and Kalum have. I would be no better than Melissa and Marcus if I allow the lines to be crossed.
Last night, the kiss was amazing, but it should have never happened. He says he doesn’t love her, but he must feel something toward her, or he wouldn’t have slept with her all this time. The first day of school, he made a point of displaying PDA.
He backs away toward the door and with a forlorn expression. When the door closes, I close my eyes, relieved that he left my bedroom because I wasn’t sure how long I could take in keeping myself in check when it comes to him. Kalum has the power to make me melt with a touch and with soft words, he can erase the hurtful words he has ever said like a balm that heals a gaping wound.
Exie picks me up from the house shortly after Kalum left, he didn’t say a word to me. Probably had time to think about last night and how it was a mistake to kiss me because he has a girlfriend and the fact that I’m practically the maid. I didn’t tell Exie what happened because there is no point in telling a story that has no future.
She said we would meet her brother by the front entrance, where we would purchase our tickets.
“I’m so excited you get to meet my brother and give him the bracelet you made for him personally. He loved the one you made for me. He also said he wanted to give you the money himself.”
