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I should listen to the voicemail. Call him back. But I won’t. I already know what he’ll say. He only cares enough to contact me now that I’ve gone rogue. Or that’s the way my parents will see it.
I’m a grown woman, but they treat me like I have no say in attending the Film Festival, who to date, or what job to take.
Soft, solid fingers wipe at my damp cheeks. “You okay?”
Propped on an elbow, staring down at me, Tom combs his fingers through his mussed hair. My body fizzes. It’s a ridiculously sexy move, and until now, I never gave much thought to how I enjoy watching him. That’s not true. Even stranded on the side of the road in the stupid rainstorm, I admired his form.
“Leighton, talk to me. I’m starting to worry. What did they say?”
“I’m okay.” I push up to meet his lips for a quick kiss. “I haven’t read any of them. I can guess it’s about not coming home with Felix. They’re worried.”
He exhales, and by the way his shoulders sag in what I figure is relief, I doubt he fully understands this isn’t a good thing.
“They aren’t worried about me. They’re worried that I’m no longer obeying my father.”
“Shit. What will he do?”
“I don’t know. I’ve nevernotlistened to him before.” The revelation hits me like a gust of icy wind and I shudder.
My father must be livid. His message most probably includes at least one threat.
“And how does it feel?” His question causes all the balls of thought floating around in my head to crash to the ground.
“Kinda scary.” I nibble at my bottom lip then smile. “But also freeing.”
“Think how it would feel if you took the job with Everly.”
Unease coils tight in my stomach like a snake. “I don’t want to talk about that.”
“Hey. Think about it; that’s all I’m saying.”
“Don’t you think I have? Or do you think I’m so easily controlled by my father?” There’s a snap to my voice that’s all wrong, and even so, I can’t seem to stop myself. I’m upset but more so with myself and the truth of the matter. Up until now, I have gone along with my father. Even my hidden social media account isn’t really much of a rebellion.
If only I could disobey him without a paralyzing sense of guilt or the overwhelming fear of losing him and, ultimately, my mother.
“That’s not what I’m saying. At all. I just think—”
“Who’s Eden?” It’s a rash question, and the direction I take causes his eyes to widen.
We sit in silence, staring at each other. The longer we do this, the stronger an amused gleam forms in his eyes.
“Why? You jealous?” His nose nuzzles my cheek, and something inside me thaws, reminds me this is Tom.
“No. It just sounded like you two were close. We’ve slept together and agreed to more when we get home. So I have a right to know what I’m getting into.”
“Well, in case you forgot, I already told you I haven’t been with anyone in nearly a year.”
“Sure, but that doesn’t mean something couldn’t be brewing with someone else even as we do this.” My hand moves back and forth between us.
He takes both my hands in his and unleashes a gentle smile. “Eden’s a friend. A good friend, but nothing more. She was commiserating about the crap Gus is going through and how she wishes I was there to share the burden.”
“Do you wish you were there?” I pull my hands from his, not sure I want him to answer the question.
“Sure. Sort of. Gus is my longest and best friend. But if I wasn’t here, I’d never have met you.” He leans in to whisper in my ear. “And we wouldn’t have done what we did last night. I can still feel your pussy clenching around me. My dick’s hard just thinking about it.”
I drop the sheet, and Tom’s eyes are drawn like a magnet to my bare skin. His desire fuels my determination as I lift a leg to straddle him. “I want you to fuck me.”
The vulgar word is foreign to me, but it also feels natural when I think about his dirty talk and how I love it from Tom.
