She cracks it open. “I’m about to head out.”
I nudge the door, but she holds firm.Aww, that’s cute.She thinks she can keep me out. I shoulder my way in, sending her stumbling back. She’s only wearing a bra and panties. My God, I want to fuck her until she becomes bedridden.
“I want to know what your fucking problem is, and don’t tell me everything is fine.”
“I’m busy. I have a track meet this morning.”
“You’re staying away because of me.”
“I don’t have time for this. I’m going to be late.”
“Make time. I’m not letting you leave until we talk about us.”
“There is no us.”
A knife to the heart would’ve hurt less.
“You said you loved me.”
“I do.”
“I thought you broke up with Trevor to be with me.”
“No, I didn’t.”
She turns the invisible knife counterclockwise, inflicting the most damage.
“You still love him?”
When she’s doesn’t answer, I grab her ponytail and jerk her head back. I don’t care if I hurt her. She needs to feel the same pain she’s causing me.
“My pain is your pain.”
“It has to be this way,” she sobs. “We’re going different places in life.”
“I’ll follow wherever you go.”
“You have to find yourself first.”
“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”
“You’re just starting to overcome your demons.”
“I need you.”
“You’re not ready for a serious relationship.”
“Do you think I’m going to stand by and let you live happily ever after? Fuck that. You aren’t Cinderella, and I’m no Prince Charming.” I slide my hand into her panties, grabbing her feminine softness.
Moans escape her parted lips as I kiss along her exposed neck.
“No! Fucking no! You broke up with Trevor for him?”
A pissed-off Josh stands in the doorway. I turn to face him, sure to block Cin’s scantily dressed figure from his sight.
“Josh.” Cin moves around me.
I shove her towards the closet. “Put some fucking clothes on.”
