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6
LUKE
I endthe day feeling less satisfied than I thought I would be.
I mean sure it was fun pulling off a charity event and getting under Mia's skin, especially on such short notice. But there are still tendrils of hunger running through me at that kiss that never should’ve happened.
What the hell is wrong with me?I kissed her again and I never intended to. It was an overwhelming feeling inside me that I could almost not control. Seeing her like that, with the sunset descending behind her...heck, I almost took it a step further.
I've never felt like that about any other woman, and I don't know if it's the whole 'forbidden fruit' thing that's doing this. Maybe it's just the fact that I can't have her, that makes me want her all the more.
Maybe that's what makes her special.
Whatever it is, it just seems that ever since that kiss in the basement it's been even harder to control myself around her. But I need to get a hold of myself and get over it, because nothing can ever happen between me and Mia.
She’s not for you, remember,I tell myself.Apart from the fact that she's Liam’s sister, she doesn't want you. She’s just waiting on her military man.
A wave of jealousy douses me, but I refuse to dwell on it, instead focusing on Chet who hung around to help me clean up.
“I would say it was a success,” he mentions, dragging the last two trash bags into the huge trash disposal we rented.
I fist-bump him as I reach him.
“Yeah," I answer. “Thanks, man, for helping me pull this off on short notice."
"No problem," he says shrugging. "You know I always love getting half-naked for charity."
"Yeah, I know." Chet, despite his frat boy looks, is super into volunteering and had all the contacts needed to make this easy.He’s also the one who told me about Bleeding Hands in the first place.
"Taking off?”
“Maybe. Except if Mia needs a ride home then I’m willing to stick around for a minute.” He wags his brow suggestively and every trace of gratitude I felt towards Chet instantly disappears, flooded out by pure, unadulterated rage.
I'm about to deck my best friend for the insinuation alone.
I’m aware that my hands are clenched into fists, but I restrain myself.
“If you're thinking of anything with her, then forget about it,” I tell him. “She’s with someone.”
“Really?” he frowns. “That’s not what she told me.”
“You talk?”
“Not really, but I asked her last time and she told me she was single.”
I cock my head.Did she break up with Billy? What’s going on?
I recall the first talk we had right around the time that I came back to town. I went to her house to check in on her. She was shocked to see me the same way, I was shocked all those years ago when Liam told me she had a child. He told me the child was from her ex, Billy, and the two had resumed dating.
“Billy must be very proud of his son," I told her that day, after we caught up. "Right?"
Her face had flashed with confusion at first, but it was my subtle way of asking if Billy really was the father. She didn’t answer, staring at me. I wondered if I’d offended her with the question, by assuming it could be anyone else's.
“Yeah,” she said but her voice sounded off. Odd. “Yeah, he's proud.”
I nodded wondering at the emotions that swirled through me at the time. “You guys got back together?”
