She wanted to go for Fred Castle next. I knew this day would come, but I wasn’t entirely prepared for it. After all, he lived next door.
Chapter 29
Sebastian
The Unreliable Narrator
“So, I’ve been dying to know. I don’t know why I haven’t asked yet. What happened with Michael Thornton?” She dropped back onto the couch, handing me the bowl of popcorn, then took it back once she’d settled in. I turned the TV on and started to peruse my movies.
“You heard Bryce. Heart attack,” I said, reaching for my Red Bull. I sipped it while not taking my eyes off the TV. “Monster, shark, found footage, clowns?” I asked.
“Clowns. Oh, come on, don’t be like this. I already know bits and pieces.” She tossed a piece of buttery goodness at me, and I opened my mouth to catch it. I failed, and when it rolled onto the couch, I plucked it up and ate it.
“Sometimes dead is better,” I muttered, asking her to back off. I picked the remote back up to keep scrolling.
“Not in my movie,” she protested with a loud guffaw.
With an exaggerated eye roll, I set the remote down and turned to face her. I put my hands up and made a cross with my fingers. “The power of Christ compels you. Begone, Satan!” A smile slid over my lips, and her expression went from pouty to shocked. She set the bowl aside and launched herself at me. We rolled to the floor, laughing as she demanded I spill the details of my first kill.
I playfully pushed her away, but she swung her leg over my body and pushed me onto my back, straddling me. I inhaled deeply as I took her in, biting down on my own lip. What was she doing?
With a devilish grin, she wiggled her ass on my crotch. My cock rose instantly, pressing and straining against my PJs.
“We could use one of your five times, right now, if you tell me what happened,” she teased.
It was tempting. I had to look away from her in my oversized shirt and boxers. It would take nothing to slide them to the side… Evie ran her hands under my shirt, her fingers exploring my muscles. I dropped my head back and closed my eyes, savoring her touch.
Would it be so bad to use one?
“I’ll let you do whatever you want…” she encouraged, grinding harder. Her words bolted me out of my hypnotic state. I sat up abruptly and pushed her away.
“First of all, that’s not how free use works. It’s when I want you and how I want you. I don’t need your permission to do what you’ve already consented to.” My cock relaxed, now that I was irritated. I tugged my shirt back down and stood. “Now, are we watching a movie or what?”
I plopped down onto the couch and grabbed the popcorn, silently cursing myself. We’d had sex once since she’d come back, and she hadn’t stopped me when I’d licked her pussy during the chemistry test. But we hadn’t really spoken about either of those moments. They’d happened, and then, it was as if they hadn’t the moment we were done. This was the first time she’d even mentioned fucking, and I’d said no.
She rolled her eyes and climbed back onto the couch with me, reaching over and grabbing a handful of popcorn. She nodded at the TV.
“Killer Klowns From Outer Space, please.”
Oh, so now she wants to watch the movie. Two can play at that game.
I started the movie, and as the iconic opening song blared through my surround sound speakers, I turned to look at her.
“I’ll tell you what happened if you tell me some stuff about you.”
“Like what?” she asked, knitting her brows.
“I want to know about the in-between. What happened during the five years we didn’t talk?”
“You already know that. I finished high school and started my influencer career. Which, by the way, the studio made an offer for my channel. I’m tempted to take it.”
“Stop changing the subject,” I said. “What about your love life?”
She shut her mouth and pursed her lips. “Fine. I’ll talk, but we take turns.”
“You go first.”
The dogs suddenly remembered we were here and came barreling in, running straight to Evie and shoving me to the edge of the couch.
