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“Bri, you aren’t making sense! Let me back in. Let me help.”
She stomps her foot, ignoring me and looking around the floor. “Where are my panties?”
“They’re mine now.” I don’t care even if it does make me perv, I’m keeping them. There’s no way I’m giving them back.
“Give them back,” she demands, her brow furrowing.
I shake my head in answer. “They’re mine until you’re mine.”
She narrows her eyes at me. “You’re holding my panties hostage?”
I smirk back at her and nod. “You can walk out that door, Baby, but I got all the answers I needed tonight. You’re not happy with Carson and you never will be. Whatever game you’re playing, it isn’t worth the stakes. I’m stealing you from him, even if I have to kill him.”
She gives me a doubtful look, crossing her arms in front of her.
“You know I will. I saw the bruises on your thigh. I told you your body can’t lie to me.”
The temperature of the closet drops as she glares at me. “Who says those bruises weren’t put there doing something I wanted? Something I begged for?”
“Keep lying to me, Baby. I’m not buying it.”
Her eyes flick back and forth between mine rapidly, searching for the lie. She won’t find it. I’m done being played, done being pushed away where she needs me to be. The only place I belong is at her side or on my knees in front of her. I won’t accept anything less.
“You want the truth?” she asks.
I nod. “If you’re willing to actually give it to me.”
She drops the façade, a sense of calm overcoming her that I can’t understand. She looks me directly in the eyes, takes a deep breath and releases it. When she speaks, it’s in a clear, steady voice. No chance of me misinterpreting her words. “If you make a move against Carson, all you’ll succeed in doing is hurting me. It’ll kill me and I will never forgive you.”
My stomach drops. There’s no lie, no hint of deception.
“Remember that,” she whispers, pushing past me to stalk out the door as she pulls her mask back down over her features.
Her words haunt me. I was so sure, so positive I had everything I needed. I was ready to walk out of this closet and put a bullet between his eyes. And now I can’t. It’s worse than being back at square one because now I know I’m right but I can’t do shit about it without doing the one thing I could never bring myself to do. Hurt Brielle.
Not embarrass her, not cause her grief, not even hurt her feelings.
The hurt she meant with her words was much deeper than that. It was bone deep, soul level pain she was talking about. It was easy to tell by the tone of her voice. If I move against Carson, it will kill her. She won’t ever forgive me.
It’s that last part that makes my ears ring and my head spin.
How literal does she mean kill her?
I get the foreboding sense she means it as literal as it can be taken. I can’t do this alone.
ChapterThirty-Six
I watched her,just like he asked me to, which meant I also watched him.
I watched him follow her through the crowd, saw him linger in the shadows as she spoke to her mom, and spied him chasing after her when she tried to slip away. Seeing him drag her into a closet was like a knife to my heart. I shouldn’t care, I tell myself I don’t, but every second they spend inside of it kills me a little more.
What are they doing in there?
Am I mad because I want to know, or jealous I’m not inside with them?
New unfamiliar feelings start to swirl inside my gut and I’m paralyzed as I stand across from the door they are behind and do nothing but wait. Wait and wonder. Is he touching her, taking her, claiming her as his own? Is she tasting him, is her tongue battling with his like it did mine?
A thousand thoughts, each more sordid than the last, battle together in my mind.
