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While her voice cracks, I cut in, “Yeah? I’m your hoe,now, Lo. Nobody else’s. I’ll assume Jamie showed you a couple of Green Room videos. I already disclosed everything. Fuck in dark corners, remember?”
She runs toward me, fists flying, and I snatch her wrists behind her back, bearing her breasts. A dark, amused chuckle exits my mouth before I can retract it. “I’m sorry. You’re turning me on. Let’s sit. I’ll behave.”
Attempting to escape, Willow arches. Fuck, her pussy’s thrusting against me while she pushes away. She frees one hand. A smack bites across my jaw. I catch her mouth, appreciating her punches while my tongue wars against hers. “I love you, Willow!”
“Show me how much you love me, Camdyn. What’s next? Murder-suicide?” As I continue to crush her against me, her finger deflects a steady stream of tears. “I’m so done.”
My chest rises unhurriedly. Slow down. She has every right to be angry. I collect my voice. “We’ve been together for months—feels like a fucking day. You’re my addiction, Lo. You’re the greatest thing to ever happen to me.”
“Me? Your porn star? You recorded me, Camdyn!”
Venomous anger bubbles in my veins. I recall Jamie having my cellphone a month back. He must have guessed my passcode, which is, of course, how he sent that text to Willow. I’m an idiot. The little fucker succeeded. He went through my personal collection and showed her the yacht video. “I’m sorry.”
A tiny laugh comes from her plush lips as she shoves away a few dreadlocks. “God, you’ve twisted, damaged me so much. Screwed my brain and my heart. I never took any crap from a single male. The guy I should be with—the perfect guy—will not talk to me.”
“Do not mention—”
“Christian?” She cackles. “You don’t have to worry. He blocked me, remember? Like, never to be seen or heard from again. The end. Now, I’m staring at regret, a fucking cataclysmic mistake! I’m foolish—No, I am so done.”
Acid decays my heart. I gesture with my hands and silently forgive her mentioning Christian because I need to keep my chill. “Willow, we’re not done. You’re sweet, beautiful, confident. Not foolish, but mine. I’m terrified of losing you, Lo.”
“You lost me, Cam.”
“Shhhh,” I tell her softly, running my knuckles over the curve of her wet cheekbone. “Listen, baby. I’m a man who doesn’t give a damn about dying. Still, the thought of there not being an us kills me. This is love. I’d not say shit like this if I didn’t mean it, Willow. You’re my soul—”
“ ‘The coma bitch?’ ”Willow’s tattered voice reaches out, making me feel like scum. “ ‘She can’t move around . . . Say nothing.’ ”
“Oh, shit,” I mouth, heart squeezing in my chest. It’s verbatim what I’d said in the basement. “How do . . .”
Tears, which could fill a loch in the highlands of Scotland, stream down Willow’s cheeks. “Jamie recorded your rapey convo with JT. All this time, you knew he molested my mom. Then you fucked me.”
“I had to know if there was anyone else. It’s eaten at me, Lo.” I clasp her cheeks, eyes drifting over her soft body to see all the walls she’s building up. “When we visited your mom, I . . . felt like shit. All that bullshit I said was to ensure there was no one else, baby. I avenged you, Lo.”
“You’d keep that fucked secret forever?” The question arises from within Willow, bursting from her lips.
My hands fall on top of the crown of my head. Outside, one rock song fades into another. Jamie’s bashing the door in. Simultaneously, a light flickers from my future. I realize the sole reason I was able to utter a few words about Jamie’s disappearance. Willow’s my sanity, my everything, and my world’s about to self-destruct.
“No.” I sigh. “I would’ve eventually told you more about the parties. But your mom,” I bite the bullet, honesty radiating in my eyes as they lock onto her, “I was gonna take that shit to my grave, Lo. Look at you! Revealing your mom was raped, that’s insanity. Why would I hurt you? Jamie—”
“Stop!” she shouts, fists rooted at her sides.
“Let me make it up to you,” I declare in a low rasp, clutching her biceps.
“You can’t,” Willow murmurs, voice cracked. “I believed you about my mom. Something in you is disturbed, Cam. You would’ve tortured any man JT said, whether it was one or one hundred.”
Though the space between us hurts like hell, I allow Willow to disentangle herself from me. “My fucking objective was keeping you from worrying.”
She jerks a shoulder. “You pull the switch on your emotions, your personality—simulate someone deranged like JT—and you pretend to love me.”
My fist torpedoes toward the wall, knuckles stopping a hair’s breadth away. “Don’t fucking take it there, Willow. I’ve loved you the best I could.”
“What hurts the most, you thought I was so easy. Right before Jamie pulled his little stunt and kissed me, he shared a few things. On my birthday, you had plans to fuck me in front of all your DuPont friends?”
How did Jamie find out?It had to be Amir or Courtney when he was pretending to be me. I can’t believe this. Jaw stiff, I grit out, “Those motherfuckers aren’t my—”
Though I’m shouting, Willow’s tiny, emotive tone commands attention. “Was I so pathetic?”
“Listen, I was cocky, high. Jamie was acting extra protective. I was fucking jealous!” I’m bleeding truth tonight, declaring the thoughts of my heart and not second-guessing it. “You were perfect, Willow. You are perfect. Your love changed me. Let me fix this.”
Spiraling, I clutch her upper arms, and my lips crash against hers. I launch a combative Willow around my waist. As I clasp a thigh and hold her captive, Willow’s closed fist clashes against my jaw. I push my mouth against her belly button, easily overpowering her. I’m too lost in worshipping Willow to feel the tugging and the slaps. My hands yank her tights, fingers thrust into her pussy. “See, you’re still wet for me, Lo. I’ll fix this.”
I slam her body onto the bed. My mouth seeks her cunt, hands framing the beautiful throbbing folds.
In desperation, my mouth sucks her tiny, little clit. An orgasm will come rocketing from the depths of Willow’s soul then our world will slide back onto its access. But instead of her pleading for more, she’s crying and saying, “No.”
