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She doesn’t let me get away with silence. “The girl that you can’t have. The girl that you called me to distract yourself from. Who is she?”
“I… uh… Thea-”
“Right. That’s what I thought. We don’t have anything else we need to talk about.”
“Thea!” I call after her, but she doesn’t turn back as she goes to meet John in the kitchen.
“Goddammit!”
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Thea
Mack won’t stop staring.
His eyes have been on me the whole night. I’m actually about to lose my mind over it. I pull John closer on the dance floor, pressing my body up against his. His hands slide down my back, and I know I shouldn’t do this if I’m not going home with him tonight. I can’t help myself though. Not when Mack is looking over here while talking to some pretty girl in a dress thatclings to her perfect ass. I want to hate her, but it’s not her fault she looks flawless.
John doesn’t have work this weekend, and I told him I was free. The only thing stopping me from ending up naked in his bed tonight is me, and here I am basically giving him a preview on the dance floor.
I don’t know. Maybe that’s exactly what I need. I can’t keep wasting my life, pining over something that isn’t ever going to happen. Mack’s made that very clear.
It’s just… I started thinking about our phone calls. At first I wanted to ignore it. I didn’t want to remember anything, but that couldn’t last. Curiosity got the better of me, and I ended up rereading all our phone call notes. That’s when it all came flooding back.
The girl he was avoiding. The one he could never allow himself to want. I couldn’t help it. I had to consider the possibility that it could have been me. Not that it even matters. He’s made it clear over and over again that he won’t allow himself to give in. I need to respect that decision. I need to move on with my life.
The part that I don’t understand though is why he keeps wanting to talk about it. Why does he keep staring at me from across the room? Why does it seem like he’s not ready to put it to rest?
John’s fingers dig into my hips. He runs his nose up my neck. “God, you smell good tonight.”
Heat runs up my neck until my face is flushed. Previous experience tells me he’s going to ask to get out of here any minute, but I’m not ready to make that decision yet. I step back, stalling. “I’m going to run to the bathroom.”
He gives me a half smile. “Sure, I’ll meet you by the bar.”
“Okay!” I shout over the music as I make my way through the crowd to one of the bathrooms down the hall.
I shove the door open, luckily no one was inside. I go to lock the door, but as I’m shutting it, a hand grabs it and pushes it back open. I open my mouth to let them know I’m in here, but stop as Mack enters the bathroom, shutting the door behind him.
“Oh my God! What are you doing? Get out of here!”
“Thea, I need to talk to you,” he says, his breath smells like booze.
“I have to pee!” I protest, turning around and walking to the vanity.
He walks up behind me. I inhale sharply when his hands grab my waist. “Stop doing this to me,” he whispers.
I take a few breaths. “I’m not doing anything.”
His fingers dig deeper into my side. “You know exactly what you’re doing.”
I whip around to face him. “You’re drunk.”
There’s a knock on the door, so I don’t even bother trying to use the bathroom. I didn’t have to anyway. I push past him and open the door. There’s some drunk guy who looks at both of us funny for a second, but he doesn’t give it another thought as we walk out.
“Thea, stop,” Mack says as I try to make my way back to the main area.
I briefly look over my shoulder. “No.”
Before I can make it any further, Mack grabs my arm and pulls me further into the hall. He tries a couple doors, but the bedrooms are all locked. He yanks on one more door that finally opens to some kind of utility closet.
