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What I need is anotherzaza. Maybe two.
But I can’t do that in front of Archer.
That’s my thing. My secret.
It feels good to have a sense of power. And a secret.
Maybe I really am fit for this mafia life after all.
Chapter 32
Ilook around the bedroom.
My bedroom.
I walk to one of the guitars and slide my fingers across the strings.
I haven’t played guitar in a long time.
There’s an innocence to playing guitar.
I miss it.
I grab the neck of the guitar and I lift it off the holder.
After I sit on the edge of the bed, I start to strum some chords.
They’re all the same kind of chords.
The minor chords.
The ones that sound sad and haunted.
It’s just where my mind goes right now.
Even after last night with Archer.
His strong hand. His eager fingers.
It felt amazing… but there was a darkness to it.
I give up the guitar right away.
I hang it back up and look at my fingers.
Behind me the bedroom door opens.
A sense of relief moves through me. Yet a sense of annoyance does too.
I don’t look back at Cullen.
Instead, I walk to the window and look out.
I look down to the ground.
I look at the trees.
This is what college is supposed to be. The array of colors from the leaves. Hidden away on a campus. Going to class. Finding parties. Having a few drinks. Kissing guys.Doing more than just kiss…
