Then I turn the bitch on silent and throw it into my locker with a smile on my face.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
DEMI
ISTAND BEFOREDeke with my head down, biting my lip to hide my smile. Did he really think I’d let Seth hurt me? Put his hands on me? I forget that he doesn’t know me all that well.
“What happened?” Deke asks.
I sniff for effect. “He found out about us.”
“Us?”
It’s a long shot because we both know there is no damn us, but I’m going to work it. I nod. “I was texting my best friend about what we did at Silence …. and he read it.” I haven’t told a soul what happened at Silence or at my mother’s house. The only person who knows what is going on is Cole, and I’m not even sure how much Deke has told him. But I’m not one of those girls who runs to their friends and blabs about boys.
“Fuck.” He hisses.
I look up at him, a tear runs down my cheek, and he watches it. “He thinks we had sex.”
Have you thought about it, Deke? I have. Over and over. And every time, you get better and better.
Stepping into me, he reaches up and runs his knuckles through the single tear.
I place my hands on his shirt and grip it tightly. “Deke.” I whisper his name, and I pray that it’s enough to get what I want. We stood here days ago, and I watched him make out with my sister after he stayed the night, and I decided right then what I needed to do. I was going to win him over. Becky can have him but not until I’m done with him.
“You’re with Seth,” he says, and I know I’ve won. He’s thinking about it.
I lift my eyes to meet his. He looks ready to throw me to the floor and fuck me right here. Caveman style. “He already thinks I’ve betrayed him.” I lick my lips. “Might as well give him a reason to put his hands on me.”
“Don’t say that,” he growls, stepping into me.
I tilt my head back. “It’ll be worth it.”
He slides his hand into my hair, and I close my eyes, letting out a moan, and for once, since he followed us out of the kitchen, something I do is real. The butterflies in my stomach, the trembling in my knees—he does this to me. The last time I felt like this for a man was with Eli. And this time, the tears are real. The thought of him hurts my soul. I need Deke to cleanse it with his evil. Betrayal. Eli was as good as they came even though no one knows that but me. “Kiss me, Deke.”
“I won’t stop,” he admits.
I won’t let you even if you try.
I look up at him, and I see it in his eyes. From the way his lips part and his breathing picks up, I know I’ve won. I reach back and turn the knob to the bedroom and pull him inside.
He rips my shirt up and over my head, and I grab at his. He leans forward, and I pull it off. I’m trying to get his jeans undone when he speaks.
“Light …”
“Leave it off.”
He yanks me to a stop with his hands on my hips, and my heart pounds in my chest. Keep them off, Deke. It’ll ruin everything. I know he’s been drinking. He’s not wasted, but he’s also not sober. If he was, this would never work. “Are you shy, Demi?”
“Kinda.” I lie.
“There’s nothing to be shy of, baby. I’ve already had my fingers inside you.”
I whimper at his words. And there’s nothing fake about it. “Please,” I beg. The lights must stay off. One, he’ll notice it’s not my room. And two, he’ll know I’m a virgin once I start bleeding. Hell, there is still a risk he might feel a difference once that starts. I don’t know anything about it since this is my first time. I just have to pray he doesn’t notice.
When he doesn’t say anything, I undo the button to his jeans and reach inside, grabbing his cock.
Distract him.
