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My first thought when I wake up the next day is about my kiss with Jolie, the way her perfect plump lips felt against mine, the way her tongue dragged against my own in such a way that my head immediately imagined the same motion on my cock.
I bring my fingers to my mouth, touching my lips.I can still feel her kiss as if it were a brand on my skin.But I’m also not entirely convinced any of it was real.
She stayed for dinner, and we mostly talked about her moving plans before she left to keep packing.I could tell she wanted to ask more questions, but she held back.I’m grateful for the reprieve.I can only imagine how stalkerish I’ll come across when she realizes all I’ve done for her over the years.
I rest my hands on the top of my head and tug on my hair.How did she figure it out?Or maybe a better question is what took her so long?Even I know I haven’t exactly been as subtle or careful about my actions over the past year.I used to let Robbie take the lead, or give him a nudge in the right direction, but since he’s been gone, I’ve stepped up—trying to anticipate her needs before she became aware of them.
I don’t know if I’m relieved or terrified that my feelings are now out in the open.Maybe a bit of both.But I don’t know what comes next, and that’s making my skin feel tight and itchy.Will she pull away from me now, knowing I don’t see her as just a friend—that she’sneverbeen just a friend?
She kissed me.And said she couldn’t go back to how things were.
What does that mean exactly?
I probably should’ve asked her last night, but I’m afraid of the answer.Things were working out fine the way they were.I ignore the voice in my head saying that’s not true.
My phone beeps on my nightstand, and my heart pounds faster in my chest as I reach over to grab it.I’m disappointed when I see it’s from Trent and not Jolie.
Trent:Band meeting today at 3.Need to talk tour.
I scrub my hand over my face and get out of bed to start my day, my phone never far from me as I wait to see what move Jolie will make next.
Becka greets me with a smile and a hug when she opens the door.“You look tired,” she says.
“Thanks, sis.”
She rolls her eyes, but then her expression turns serious.“Are you doing okay?I know talking about the tour is stressing Trent out, so I can’t imagine what you’re feeling.This all used to be Robbie’s realm.”
The mention of his name makes my stomach tighten with something I haven’t felt in a long time—guilt.
I kissed his wife.It doesn’t matter he’s gone; she’s still his.And the painful truth of that thought only makes my stomach tighten more, pulling on my heart in the process.I can’t even think about how she’s clearly freaking out and likely regretting it since I haven’t heard a word from her since she left my house yesterday.
I’ve imagined kissing her a hundred million times, and it was better than my wildest dreams, but the thought of her freaking out has definitely dampened the euphoric high I was on yesterday.
“I’m fine.Where’s Trent?”
Becka studies me a little longer, her mouth curved in a frown, but she doesn’t question my lie.Instead, she points in the direction of their in-house studio.
When I walk in, Trent is strumming his guitar idly.He glances up as soon as I enter.
“Looks like I’m the first one here.”
He nods.“Miles is running late, and he’s Kasen’s ride, so…” He shrugs, then gives me the same discerning look his wife did.
“You okay?”
What is with everyone today?Do I have a giant sign above my head that says I’m a fucking mess?
Scrubbing my hands over my face, I cave.I need to talk to someone, and no one else knows about my feelings for Jo.
So, like ripping off a Band-Aid, I admit, “I kissed her.”
“Kissed who?”
“Jo,” I say, nervously rubbing the back of my neck and waiting for Trent to lose his shit on me.This isn’t exactly moving on.Kissing her is kind of the opposite.
“You kissed Jo?Jolie?”
