There was something off about Ramsey and how he came back into our lives.
He was an anomaly, a temptation, a distraction, and so much more. Above all else, Ramsey felt perfect for us.
Chapter14
RAMSEY
Everything was perfect. I couldn’t be happier. I didn’t think there had ever been a time when I smiled so much. I wanted to race over to the guys’place right now.
I grabbed my phone and sent a message to Leyton. I waited on bated breath for the yes. It had only been a few days since I’d been in his bed, and my nipples still ached. I wanted to play with them, but he’d given me clear instructions on how to take care of them.
When nothing happened, I sent one to Foxyn. I knew that they should all be off and at home. The football team won their latest game and didn’t have another for a week. I chewed my lip as I got no reply.
Ramsey: Theon, what are you up to? Up for a blow job?
Ten and then twenty minutes passed with no reply. Theon never turned down head. “What the literal fuck.” Everything was going so well that I swore we were all moving in the same direction.
When they fucked me, it felt as if they were trying to own me, so why were they ignoring me?
After an hour, I called. I couldn’t help it. It might be all in my head, but something felt so off. The phone didn’t so much as ring. I received the automated message that the person I was trying to contact wasn’t available.
Before I knew it, I threw my phone clear across the dorm room I was staying in. Anger, confusion, and devastation wore equally inside of me. I needed to see them, but I didn’t want to at the same time.
My hands trembled the longer I stood there at a loss.What do I do now?
I shook my head, and I couldn’t give up yet. Theon, Leyton, and Foxyn had been all I thought about for years and all I obsessed over. I couldn’t let it end here.
My phone chimed. I ran over to it, hoping it was one of the guys. I clicked the damn screen, thankful it hadn’t broken.
Peyton: There is a party later tonight. Want to go?
Partying was the last thing on my mind. Three dots danced at the bottom before another message came through.
Peyton: Football team won.. I guess. One of the frat houses is throwing a party in the celebration.
Football…Theon will be there and if he is there,the other two will be there as well.
I was up forming a plan before I even thought to respond to Peyton. I hurriedly sent back a yes and tossed my phone on the bed.
I would see them and figure out what the fuck was happening.
* * *
“Damn, you look good,” Peyton said.
I slipped into the passenger seat, agitation still brimming under the surface. It was the only thing holding back the despair.
“Hey, Ramsey? Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine. Just want to get to this party.”
Peyton pulled out of the parking lot, and my foot bounced at every stop light. How far was this frat house? I would have driven myself, but in my haste, I lost my keys, and I couldn’t be fucked to find them.
“Ramsey,” Peyton called.
I was five seconds from stabbing him in the throat and driving myself. I blew out a breath that wasn’t right. Peyton was a friend, or at least the closest thing I had to one.
“Yeah?”