But we were just friends.
“Are you going to accept?” I found myself asking.
“No,” she said, turning away. “You didn’t tell me about it—not that you have to, but it’s obvious that you don’t want me to be there. So, I’m not going to go with him. Have a good time with your family.”
“Athie,” I whispered, walking toward her. “I want you to go.”
“It’s okay,” she hummed. “You don’t have to lie.”
“I’m not lying.”
She blew out a long sigh, as if she didn’t believe me. “Charlie, I?—”
I grabbed her hand from behind. “I’m not lying, Athena.”
“Then why didn’t you tell me about it? You tell me everything.”
“I don’t like my family,” I said. “I wasn’t even planning to go.”
She gripped on to her glass of water tighter, dropping her voice. “That’s not what I mean.”
Furrowing my brows, I stared at her and shook my head, confused. She had asked me why I didn’t tell her about the party, and I had given her a reason. Was there something else she had expected me to tell her?
“What do you want me to say?” I asked.
She set her glass down on the counter, her breathing heavy. “Nothing. Never mind.”
“Are you okay?” I asked, brushing some hair off her shoulder and dipping my head to kiss it. I placed my hands on either side of the counter beside her, trapping her in so she couldn’t run away from me. “Did he say something to you?”
“I’m fine.”
“You’re lying,” I said in her ear, resting my head against hers. “Why are you lying to me?”
“What if I did go with him?” she asked, twirling around and crossing her arms. “Hmm?”
“If you’re going to the party, you’re going with me. Not with him.”
“You?” She glared up at me through her brows. “Why would I go with you?”
“What did I tell you?” I growled, snaking my hand around the front of her throat and tugging her flush against me.
She sucked in a breath, her pretty eyes growing wide. I pressed myself against her stomach, my nose traveling up the column of her throat.
“You’ll go with me because you’re mine, Athie. Not his.”
CHAPTER
THIRTEEN
ATHENA
One moment, Charlie was pressing me into the kitchen counter, and the next, he was dumping me onto his mattress. I landed with an umpft and sank into his silky black sheets, staring wide-eyed at him crawling between my legs.
He yanked off my bottoms and placed my thighs on his muscular shoulders.
“Wh-what are you doing?” I whispered, staring at him between my legs.
He placed his mouth on my cunt, and I tugged on his arm.
