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“Let me take you home,” he said instead of answering her. He opened her door for her and she climbed inside.
The car ride back to her apartment was quiet. She texted Brittany to let her know Jaxon hadn’t been feeling well, so they left.
Britt texted her back, but she didn’t even look at it. Instead, she chewed the inside of her cheek and gazed out at the lights going past them. It took her back to that evening weeks ago, where she’d fucked up so badly and he’d come to her rescue. She couldn’t help but feel like she’d done it again. Somehow.
She glanced over at him, noticing that he was staring hard at the road ahead. Never faltering. Nothing like the drive up to the club.
He parked in her parking lot and she pulled her bag out from under the seat. She heard him lock his truck and follow her up to her place. He stood quietly while she unlocked the door and stepped inside.
He followed her in.
He closed the door and stood there in her entryway while she placed her purse on the table and slipped out of the heels with a sigh.
“I think… I’m going to go stay at my place tonight,” he said.
She blinked. Confused as hell. “What? Okay?” She didn’t want to tell him not to go, because what reason did he have for being here, anyway?
“That’s it? Okay?” he asked.
“What else do you want me to say?” she asked.
“Nothing,” he replied, shaking his head. “Just say nothing. It’s more in character.”
“Now wait for just a second,” she countered. “You say just as much nothing as I do.”
“You want me to say something?” he asked, his eyes wild when he moved towards her. Not threateningly, he just looked frustrated as hell.
“Pleasesay something,” she replied, not wanting to sound as facetious as she did, but the tone was there.
“Okay, how about, are you ashamed of being seen with me?”
She frowned, shaking her head. “No? Jaxon, why would you think that?”
“What about around your parents?”
“No, I don’t think I know what- where’s this coming from?”
“Really?” He laughed without humor. “Because that’s how it bloody well looks to me.”
“Your nuts if you think that,” she countered, folding her arms. “I’m not ashamed of you. I’m proud of you. I stood up for you to my mother!”
“I know you did, and see, that was sweet. It really was. But then when you heard your dad approved of me, why’d you flip out?”
“I’m sorry, what?” she asked. “When did I flip out?”
“Four days ago at mine,” he said. “We were getting along and then I told you that and you couldn’t wait to be away from me. Leaving me there on the floor of my place wondering what the fuck I’d done to upset you.”
She opened her mouth, and he continued. “And if you’re not pushing me away, you’re bloody well climbing into my lap and kissing me and wearing…thatand I can’t… I can’t do it anymore, Teags.”
Chapter Twenty
She frowned, but kept quiet, the more he talked, the more relaxed he looked, true he was pulling at his hair and gesturing like a mad man and stalking back and forth in her entryway, but he was talking. She was seeing what was in his mind. And holy shit, it wasn’t what she thought.
“I can’t do this anymore, I can’t... betherefor you like this, it’s messing with my head. It’s like, one minute, you’re mine and we’re together and it’s great, but then the next, you leave me cold and I can’t switch it on and off like that. And neither can you, but I’m sick of making excuses for you to fucking do whatever you want...” He trailed off. “You can’t have your cake and eat it too.”
Teagan blinked, taking a step back from him. “Is this happening?” She brought her hand up to her head and collapsed in the chair, staring off at the wall. “Are you actually saying this right now?”
“As far as I’m aware, yes,” he snapped.
