I actually thought August was going to kill one of them.
The absurdity of the whole thing was made a whole lot worse when Johnny came down in his boxer shorts and nearly gave me a heart attack. The guy took one look at me, then at his friends, shrugged and joined in on the whole thing.
I’ll never get used to them.
“Steph just got here, we’re gonna watch a movie and have some much-needed girl time,” she continues, “any chance you wanna join?”
“Really?”
Guilt hits me so hard I don’t know what to do with myself. She should hate me, despise me for what happened to her, and yet she doesn’t because she doesn’t know.
Claire Taylor is being kind to me, and I’m the last person who deserves it.
“I know you’re here to hang with Davis, but I promise Steph and I are better company.”
Somehow, I can’t decide if that’s true or not.
But after he tried to kiss me, I feel like I most definitely need to get away from him. I don’t even know what I was thinking coming here today, we’re getting too close too fast. He’s going to figure out all my secrets.
I have a really bad feeling that if Johnny asked the right questions, I would fold and tell him everything he wants to know.
He has that effect on me.
He makes me feel safe, comfortable.
“Are you trying to steal my girl from me, Clarity?” Davis asks. A towel hangs off his hips, so low that I can see the perfect sculpt of his abs and the deep V that leads to somewhere I can only imagine.
The way he calls me his girl shouldn’t do the things it does to me, make me feel the way it makes me feel, but knowing that doesn’t stop my heart from wanting to pound out of my chest.
Claire laughs, “I don’t think I could steal her away from you if I tried, but yes... that’s basically what I’m doing.”
Johnny’s eyes shift to me, taking me in from head to toe with a look that tells me he doesn’t want me to go, but knows that I’m in desperate need of some friends. “Can I have her back after?”
Claire gives him a knowing look, “that’s up to Steph.”
Stephanie Saunders scares the living shit out of me. She’s nice and all, but that girl has got some bite to her bark. She’s headstrong and sassy as all hell. I think she could kick my ass if provoked.
A calm silence washes over the room for a moment before Claire stands up and makes her way out to the hall. “We’ll be in my room,” she calls over her shoulder, “feel free to join whenever you’re finishedin here.”
Johnny closes the door behind him, and I instantly feel myself start to panic. I’m alone with him in his room… and he’s basically fucking naked.
This is not good. Not good at all.
“You gonna go join them?” He asks, knowing damn well that my heart is thundering in my chest. I mean, who’s wouldn’t when he’s standing there looking like that?
Wet, hot and completely out of my league.
I nod my head, suddenly at a loss for words. I don’t know what to say to him, how to talk about the feelings slowly taking over every part of me, or about that almost kiss from the other day.
He takes a couple of steps towards his dresser and grabs a pair of boxers, a smirk tilting his lips as he motions for me to turn around.
I realize then that I’ve been staring, and turn as fast as I can to hide the pink staining my cheeks, which only gets worse when I hear him chuckle from behind me.
This whole situation is unfair. How could I have everything I want within my reach but not have the courage to grab it? How could he try to kiss me and then act like nothing happened, and worse, taunt me because he knows what it did to me?
Johnny has always been flirty, but it seems cruel of him to do this. Even if he doesn’t know how I really feel. Playing with someone’s feelings is mean, regardless of the situation.
But I can’t bring myself to be angry at him, or lash out and tell him how horrible he’s being.
