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His gaze is veiled when he stares at me, contemplating my question. My heart skips every other beat, making me feel sick as we stand there.
“You have caught me by surprise, Isla. In my world, things are never guaranteed. Everything is fluid, and nothing stays the same for very long. It’s like trying to grasp a handful of sand… it just slips away, and you have to start all over again.”
Chewing the inside of my lip, I try to follow. I’m not sure what he is saying. Is he trying to say that he doesn’t want to pursue whatever is brewing between us? He is talking in riddles and confusing my already befuddled brain.
“So you like predictability? Is that what you’re saying?” My mouth has gone bone dry as I wait for his answer. I’ve played this all wrong, and it’s going to finish before it’s even started.
“Where I can find it.”
“What does that mean?” I whisper, terrified. I don’t want to be in this position, but he has put me here, and I know I can’t walk away. His kiss was the start of something. We both know it, but he has all the power and that scares me. Maybe that’s why I let Dante kiss me and why I touched him. I had more control over it.
Gideon doesn’t answer me.
I’m so nervous, I wish the ground would open up and swallow me whole, so of course, I say the first thing that comes into my head. “I kissed Dante.”
The silence that falls is shocked, and if I didn’t know better, I’d say the air went a little bit cooler.
“Oh?” he croaks.
“I’m sorry,” I stammer. “It just happened. He initiated it, but I didn’t push him away. It was sudden, and there was a situation, and it just…”
“What situation?” he growls.
“He was naked… but it’s not what you think!”
“Naked?”
He looks like his head is about to explode.
“Shower. Towel. It dropped down… long story short, we kissed. But it was nothing.”
“Was it? Why are you telling me any of this, then?”
“Please don’t hurt him,” I implore.
“You’re begging for his life now?”
“No, I…” His words sink in. “Do I need to?”
He lets out a surprised laugh. “You tell me.”
I shake my head, even more confused. “Gideon. I’m sorry. I don’t know what I’m doing.”
“Don’t be sorry, Isla. He is the one who needs to be sorry for taking advantage of you.”
“No, it wasn’t like that.”
“Then what was it like, Isla?” He moves in closer, not quite in my personal space, but only because I step back and press against the wall again. “Did you enjoy it? Was it as fantastic as our kiss?”
His voice is husky and seductive. I’m not sure if he is trying to trick me. “It was different,” I murmur.
“How?”
“I can’t describe it.”
“Who would you rather kiss again?”
Blinking, I wonder what the fuck is going on here. “Both. Neither. You?” My voice goes high-pitched at the end.
