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I take a deep breath and hold my head in my hands. Why is this so hard to talk about? I know I have nothing to be ashamed of, and still…it’s so hard. “And yes…he did hurt me,” I add.
“Fuck, Eden.” He runs his hands through his hair. It’s not gelled back like it normally is, so it falls to each side, framing his face. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
I look down, unable to meet his gaze. “I don’t know if you picked up on this yet, Clay,” I say with sarcasm. “But I don’t really share personal details about my life with people.”
“I noticed.” He takes another step closer. I can feel my heart beating faster. We’re alone in a bedroom, and he looks far too good for this to end well. I need to tell him to leave now, and I know well enough that if I gave him that order, he’d obey. “But I thought I was different.”
I glance up at him. The sincerity on his face steals the air from my lungs.
“You were different,” I whisper. “Youaredifferent.”
“Don’t tell me that now,” he replies, looking pained. “Now that I can’t have you.”
“You do have me.” My voice is so low now it’s almost silent. And with each word we utter and each step he takes toward me, the room grows more and more charged. It’s like slowly building pressure that will eventually explode. And neither of us is doing anything to stop it.
“Say that again,” he whispers. He’s standing so close now our feet are touching. I uncross my arms and hold tightly to the edge of the dresser behind me. I have to crane my neck to see his face at this distance.
“You have me, Clay. You’ll always have me.”
He inches closer.
“But I also haveher,” he replies, and my stomach drops at the reminder. In my mind, I see her face. Those sweet blue eyes and that innocent smile. It tugs on my heart to think about her, something painful and yet lovely.
He leans his face down toward me, and I feel myself pulling back as if it’s my only defense, which it’s not. I know full well that if I told him to leave, he would. But I don’t.
With his lips near my ear, he says the words that make my knees practically buckle beneath me.
“She wants to have you too, you know. I saw it in her eyes last night. She wants you the same way I do.”
My breath hitches as I let those words sink in.
“You felt it too, didn’t you?” he mutters against my cheek. “How good we could be together.”
“Did you tell her you were coming over? Or are you keeping me a secret?” I ask, pulling back far enough that I can’t feel his breath against my face anymore.
He peers into my eyes. “I told her.”
“And what did she say?” I ask.
“She said she was jealous,” he replies with a smirk.
“Of me?” I ask, feeling the guilt sink in.
His smirk stretches wider. I let out a gasp as his hand winds its way under the back of my hoodie, drifting his fingers along the skin of my waist. He leans in again, whispering into my ear as he replies, “Of me.”
My mouth goes dry as his words sink in.
“I don’t believe you,” I argue, peering up at him. “You’re just saying that.”
He shakes his head slowly. “No, Eden. She asked me to talk to you about the three of us being together again.”
“I said it would be a one-time thing,” I mumble weakly. Even I don’t buy my own argument.
Ignoring my reply, he leans in again, his lips hovering over the skin of my neck. I feel my resolve crumbling with every whisper of breath against my flesh. “If you tell me to drop it, I will. I’ll do whatever you say.”
“I know you will,” I reply, digging my fingers into his hair. My nails scratch his scalp as I hold him just an inch from my skin.
“You should tell me to leave.” He’s struggling to keep his lips off me, and honestly, so am I.
