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And my words echoed in my ears.
“How the fuck doesn’t it count when I spent the night with a man I’ve been in love with for years?”
My shoulders drooped beneath Andras and Raziel, nearly unloading the former. “Because he doesn’t feel the same way.”
“Oh, for fuck’s sake!” Andras snapped his wings, and this time he caught my ear, which stung. Unaware of or not caring about that part, he stomped on my collarbone and stared at me in the mirror, gesturing sharply at me. “Are you mad? Or just daft?”
I blinked. “What are you talking about?”
“You don’t think he feels the same way?” Andras groaned, rolling his eyes. “Fucking hell, Razi. We should’ve been taking this man to an optician instead of shopping.”
Raziel just nodded.
I stared at both of them. “What are you talking about? If he feels the same way, then why the fuck did you two show up and ruin the moment?”
The angel shrugged. “You were pulling away. We showed up to assist!”
“Assist?” I narrowed my eyes. “By making him think all I wanted from him was a hookup? Christ, I…”
I trailed off as I ran through where my thoughts had been in the moments before Andras and Raziel had appeared. I’d been panicking. Certain we’d royally fucked everything up. Ready to bail like a goddamned coward so I could have a moment to pull my thoughts together and…
And leave Cory alone while I figured myself out.
“Oh my God,” I breathed, and hung my head. “I’m so fucking stupid.”
“Now he gets it,” Andras said.
I batted him off my shoulder, but even his indignant squawk wasn’t enough to break through the dark cloud settling over me. “Why the fuck did you try to tell me before that sleeping with Cory would fix this?”
Andras sighed theatrically. “Because we thought once you idiots got into bed, you’d take it from there!” He threw up his hands again and snapped his wings. “But here we fucking are!”
Yeah. Here we fucking were. So damn stupid.
“So what now?” My voice sounded pathetic to my own ears as I whispered, “I don’t know what to do. I just… I love him so damn much.”
“Then tell him,” Raziel prodded gently.
I squeezed my eyes shut, pretending they didn’t sting. “He probably hates me after last night.” Hell,Ihated me after last night. I’d gone from having the most incredible sex ever to watching all that pain register on Cory’s face as he’d realized—falsely—that it hadn’t meant anything to me. Thathehadn’t meant anything.
“He’s gonna rightfully hate you if you keep blubbering and feeling sorry for yourself,” Andras said. “Get your arse down there and talk to him, you fucking numpty.”
I half-expected Raziel to chastise him for the harsh comment or the language, but he didn’t. When I met the angel’s gaze in the mirror, his expression said nothing if not,“Well? Why are you just standing here?”
And… whywasI just standing there?
Because every second Cory didn’t know how I really felt was another second of him hurting and quite possibly hating me.
A surge of both panic and determination had me standing straighter. I needed to do this. Now. Right the hell now.
“You two, stay—” I thought fast. “Fifteen minutes. Give me fifteen minutes.”
“As you wish,” Raziel said.
Andras gave a flippant shrug.
Then they were both gone.
My pulse surged and I sprinted out of the bathroom.
