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He’s been my rock through this without me even realizing it.
We end up arriving around the same time my parents get home. Poor Bennett was in the car during the whole exchange, and he looks around with a worried, confused gaze. I’m sure he asked our parents what's going on and they told them what they could.
Bennett heads up to his room as my parents head into the kitchen.
“I’m going to stay in the pool house tonight.” I let Bishop know.
He nods his head, scratching the back of his neck. “I’ll take Toby’s room.”
“Could you... could you stay with me? I don’t want to be alone tonight.”
“Of course.” He immediately wraps his arms around me, and I whimper, clinging to him like a life raft. “Come on, baby. I got you.” He picks me up, wrapping my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. I break apart in the safety of his arms while he carries me to the pool house.
He soothes me, rubbing a hand up and down my back as he whispers sweet things. I’ve been trying to be strong for so long now, but I can only handle so much pain before I break.
I don’t want to hate Toby, I don’t think I ever could. But I’m so mad at him. For hurting me, for keeping secrets, for not trusting me enough to tell me about something that seems really major in his life.
“I need to shower,” my voice cracks. Bishop sits me on the bed.
“Are you sure? You could take one in the morning. You had a big day and should probably get some sleep.”
My cheeks heat. I could lie to him or make up some kind of excuse, but there’s been enough avoiding the truth for one day.
Taking a deep breath, I close my eyes. “Toby and I... we had sex in the locker room. I need to shower because I have cum and blood on me, and it’s a reminder of everything that’s happened tonight and I just...” I break down again, sobbing into my hands.
Bishop gets to his knees, wedges himself between my legs, and pulls me into his arms. “Shhh. Fuck, Lilly, it’s okay. You're okay. Let’s get you cleaned up, okay?”
He helps me to my feet, and my body responds as if on autopilot as I walk towards the bathroom. I don’t bother closing the door as I start to strip out of my clothes. I don’t even care that Bishop is there and can see me, I just want to clean my body of everything that has happened. I want to forget about the look in his eye as we broke together for very different reasons.
I want to forget about how my heart is in a million little pieces and the only thing that's keeping me from crumbling to the floor of the shower and losing my mind is that man in the next room.
Toby may have been my person for most of my life, but Bishop has always been by my side too. He was even there when Toby wasn’t and continues to be there for me when he doesn’t have to.
I’m selfish, and I won’t turn him away. I need him right now, I need him tomorrow, and the day after.
Turning the water on hot, I get under the spray and just stand there, eyes closed, as the water beats down on me.
“I found you a change of clothes. I hope this is okay,” Bishop says. “Lilly! Fuck, that's burning hot.” Blinking my eyes open, I watch as he reaches in and turns it down to a comfortable warm. He looks at me, his brow furrowed. “Fuck, baby.” He goes over to the shelf and grabs a towel, placing it on the sink before coming back over to me with a washcloth in hand.
As the water runs over my face, I stand there naked and watch as he strips down to only his boxers. Any other time I’d admire his body, but right now I don’t feel anything.
His eyes focus on my face, not straying to my naked body as he gets in with me.
For the next little while, we say nothing as he washes my hair. I close my eyes, enjoying the feeling of his fingers against my scalp. “Turn around, baby.” He turns my body so that he can rinse my hair.
After that, he guides me to sit down on the built-in bench, lathering some body wash on the washcloth. And then he does something that makes me fall in love with him.
He gets to his knees and starts to wash the dried blood and cum from my thighs. I don’t deserve this man. He’s so damn good to me. Bishop Grant isn’t what everyone makes him out to be. Behind the fuckboy persona, he’s a gentleman with a heart of gold.
Every brush of the cloth is careful and tentative. He makes sure to get everything and hands me the cloth before he gets any closer to my intimate spot.
“Thank you,” I whisper, fresh tears filling my eyes, the numbness slowly leaving me the longer I’m with him.
He cups my face, water dripping down his. “Don’t thank me, il mio cuore. I would do anything for you, Lilly. You have no idea just how far I’d go. If you're in pain, I’ll do what I can to take it away. If someone hurt you, I’ll do everything in my power to make them pay,” he growls.
My heart beats faster. Does he mean that he’s going to do something to Toby?
“Bishop.”
