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“Thanks, Dylan. Thanks for coming to my rescue again. But I’ve got—” I leaned back, trying to stand up. Dylan’s hands wrapped around mine, holding me in place.
"Lana, you don’t have to leave,” he said softly.
His eyes dropped to my lips for just a second before meeting my gaze again.
My breath caught at his words. Heat rushed straight down my body, settling between my legs.
I wasn’t imagining the look in his eyes.
Dylan leaned closer, just an inch, his eyes darkening. I struggled to keep my breathing even.
"Dylan..." I whispered nervously.
I knew I should pull away, shut this down. But I felt frozen in place. I couldn't bring myself to stop him.
Dylan slowly lowered his face, his eyes flicking over my features, until his lips barely brushed mine.
He stayed like that, his breath shallow.
He was waiting.
Waiting for me to meet him the rest of the way. He wasn’t going to push his way onto me. He needed me to be ok with this.
I squeezed my eyes shut, wanting to give in, but the guilt came flooding in.
Even if Todd was cheating, I hadn’t broken up with him. We needed to talk. I needed closure to move on from our relationship. I could be upset with Todd for cheating, but wasn’t it shitty of me to have any kind of feelings for his brother?
“Dylan, we- we can’t,” I stammered as I leaned back. “Pretend this never happened."
Dylan held my gaze, emotion swirling in his eyes.
"What if I don't want to?" He finally said. "What if that was just a taste of what I really want with you?"
Pulling out of Dylan’s arms, I stood abruptly. “I have to go.”
Dylan stood at the same time and caught my wrist to keep me from walking away. “You don’t, Lana. You don’thaveto go anywhere.”
“I-I do have to go,” I stuttered. “I really do.”
“Lana…,” his voice was asking me to stay, but his hand released me as I pulled away.
I ran out and drove away without looking back, feeling embarrassed and foolish. And wanting nothing more than to run back and throw myself into Dylan’s arms.
16
DYLAN
I didn’t sleepworth a shit that night. I had to keep fighting the urge to call Lana. And I kept thinking about how she’d felt in my arms.
How I didn’t want to let her go. I knew their relationship was done at this point.
I woke up to see Todd passed out, still sitting on the couch, a half-empty bottle of bourbon on the coffee table and a glass spilled everywhere. That combined with being tired made me lose my cool.
“Wake the fuck up,” I growled, shaking him, hoping he didn’t puke on me.
One eye cracked open. “It’s not time,” he said, his voice raw.
“It’s time to get up.”
