“I never asked you to explain,” she growls, pushing me away when I step closer, caging her in.“Now go away.”
“No,” I retort, pushing her back gently as I grip her hips.“Just let me explain.”
All this time, she had been real.The girl I’ve dreamed about countless times.
She throws her hands up and lets them fall back down to her sides sharply.“I don’t need you to.I already understand.I let you finger-fuck me, but when I wouldn’t actually let you fuck me in the public bathroom, you went with someone who wouldn’t care where you fucked her.It was a dick move, and embarrassing for me, but that’s my own issue.It wasn’t like we were a couple and you cheated.It was a bit of fun and the fun ended.End of story.”
She doesn’t mean that.
She can’t.
I’ve fucked up.“Fuck!”
“Now let me go.I want to go home.I’m sure the dignity I’ve lost from this conversation will return at some point,” she mumbles.
“Summer, I...I...Fuck!I don’t fuck virgins.I have a mother and sister who have drilled it into us boys that it’s special and whatnot.I—”
She draws back.“I wasn’t a virgin.”
It’s my turn to be shocked.“What?”
“Why on earth did you think I was a virgin?”
I run a hand through my hair, feeling my cheeks heat.This fucking chick...Not only did her touch nearly make me shoot off in my jeans like a teenager, but she also knows how to make me blush.Fucking blush.
“You were really tight.”
She throws her head back laughing, exposing her slender neck, and all I want to do is lean in and run my lips over her pulse.
Her gaze meets mine, and I realise her laughter was just hiding her annoyance.She slaps her hand on my chest.“A woman being tight doesn’t mean she’s a virgin.Jesus fucking Christ.”
“I...”I can’t tell her she nearly made me come in my jeans.I think I’ve embarrassed myself enough.“I just freaked.”
“So you decided to un-freak by taking another girl home in front of me?Right.That makes me feel so much better.”
“It does?”
She punches my shoulder.“No.It makes it fucking worse, Reid.It was embarrassing.I’d never done anything like that before.Hell, my boyfriend broke up with me that night because we still hadn’t gotten to the sex part.I had been going through something and he just...You know what, it doesn’t matter.The point is, it doesn’t change anything.You still did it.Then, to add salt to the wound, you forgot about it.”
“I wasn’t thinking properly.I don’t even remember getting home.My brothers filled in the gaps the next day, and believe me, I struggled to believe them.They explained that the girl called them after I passed out in the back of the taxi.I didn’t remember anything about that night until now.The only reason I know some of it is because of my brothers.The memory loss was definitely caused by whatever was slipped into your drink—Jax put that together after speaking to the barman.”
I’m rambling, so I don’t see the look on her face until I stop and look down.The pink tinge in her cheeks has vanished.She slowly lowers her shaking hands to her sides.“There was something in my drink?”
Shit.“I think so.It’s possible it was in mine, but I downed your drink when I was waiting for you to come out—according to the barman.I don’t know.It’s still a blur.To be honest, most of the night is still a blur.But it’s like your vanilla perfume opened up the door to the memory.I don’t know.”
“I’ll kill him!”she suddenly snaps.“I’ll fucking kill him.”
I expected tears.Maybe forgiveness.I didn’t expect rage.“What?Who?”
She glances up at me.“I have to go!”
She’s out of my grasp before I can reach for her.“Where are you going?”
“Home.I need to ask a six-year-old for advice on where to hide a body.”
“Summer!”Malia yells when she spots us.“This is your taxi.I’m coming home with you.”
Summer doesn’t even turn around when she gets into the taxi with Malia.I’m standing outside in the carpark, wondering what the fuck just happened.
