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Or at least I hope I’m joking. Right now, I’m not sure I put anything past my brother. Betrayal is one thing he’s never really had to deal with, and I’m sure this one cuts deep.
Mr. Z opens the car door to climb inside. “I’ll brief my assistant on everything we talked about and have her reach out to you to go over anything you may need from us and vice versa.”
I nod. “Thank you. I really appreciate the opportunity.”
Sitting at dinner and finding out that I was officially getting to take full control of the lessons department, I thought that would be the highlight of my week. Little did I know, it wouldn’t even end up being the highlight of my night.
“You earned it,” he replies through the open window. “You’re a talented skater. I’m excited to see you succeed at this, too.”
He pulls out of the driveway as I head inside, and I’m not sure if the silence I walk into makes me feel frightened or relieved. Everything looks in place, not like there’s been a struggle. Even the kitchen is completely untouched—the knife block full.
Well, that’s a good sign.
I make my way up the stairs, only to find Hayes sitting on the floor outside Cam’s bedroom. He’s leaning back against the wall, and I frown at the defeated look on his face.
“He won’t come out?”
He shakes his head, exhaling heavily. “I tried to go in, but he threwthisat my face.” As he holds up the hockey puck, my eyes widen. “Don’t worry. I managed to catch it.”
Ruining his friendship with my brother was never my intention, and I can see that Hayes is trying to play it off like it’s not a big deal, but it is. They’ve been best friends for almost six years—hanging out almost every day for most of that time. It makes me sad knowing he may have given that up for me.
And to be honest, a little nervous.
I put my hand out to help him up, grateful when he takes it. “I’m sorry, H.”
He doesn’t let go as he trails behind me up the shorter stairs to my bedroom. “Don’t be. It sucks, but I don’t regret it.”
“You don’t?”
“Not at all.” As we step into my room, he turns me around to face him. “You have no idea how much I hated being away from you.”
My nose scrunches as I hum. “I think I did, but if you want to show me, I won’t complain.”
He doesn’t need to be told twice. His hands move to grip my waist, and I jump into his arms. The kiss is frantic, desperate, as my legs wrap around him. He carries me over to my bed and lays me down.
The whole fucking time we were apart, I was a mess of heartbreak and sexual frustration. No matter what I did, what vibrator I used or what I pictured in my head, none of it was enough. It didn’t feel the same. It was missing something.
His touch is magic, and I need it again like air.
“Fuck, I missed you,” he groans against my mouth.
I press my head into the pillow as he starts kissing my neck. “I missed you, too.”
It feels incredible, and all I can imagine is getting him inside me again. I need to stretch around him as he fills me completely. But as I arch up against him and let out a moan when he grinds down into me, he stops.
“Don’t,” I beg. “I need it.”
He chuckles breathlessly. “I do, too, baby. Trust me. There’s nothing I need more than this right now.”
“Then why aren’t you fucking me right now?” I whine.
“Because Cam is right downstairs,” he says. “And you tend to lack volume control. I don’t regret telling him about us, but I’m also not trying to rub it in his face, either.”
Everything he says is totally understandable. And that sucks because I know I can’t beg him to do it anyway. I don’t want to make the situation worse for them anymore than he does.
“Okay,” I tell him, pouting slightly.
He smirks and presses a quick kiss to my lips then sits up. I run my fingers through my hair, but the sexual tension in the air is still so thick I could choke on it. I can clearly see the outline of his cock through his jeans, and my pussy clenches around nothing.
