Just then—
The stained-glass image from the sanctuary flashes behind my eyes.
My orgasm retreats like a rabbit fleeing a wolf.
It’s over.
The inky blanket of guilt shrouds me like it does every time I try to climax, but this time, it’s heavier. I place a pillow over my face. I hide there, as if Jesus himself is watching from the heavens and shaking his head in disappointment. Especially for thinking about Jack, who is clearly a nonbeliever.
In the morning, I carefully slip my vibrator underneath crumpled trash in the waste bin.
For a moment, I stare ahead, debating if I should really throw it away.
No. Leave it in the trash. I need sex off of my brain, or else, every day will be worse than the last. I’m losing control and it isn’t healthy.
There. I already feel in control.
I think.
Chapter 4
Jack
“Icannot believe you put Morgan on the spot like that!” yells Noel.
“I saw an opportunity and took it. For the crew. They’ll benefit and she can afford it. Chill,” I reply.
He walks away, pissed.
Whatever. He’ll get over it.
I make dinner and Tommy sets the table. We sit, but Noel doesn’t come out of his room.
I groan and drag myself to his room. I knock this time and open the door. He’s on the bed, watching his laptop. I hover and hide my frustration. It’s Morgan’s social media bullshit.
“Please tell me you’re not stalking her page.”
He taps the like button on a video, causing me to roll my eyes.
“Noel,” I groan. “Don’t be stupid. Girls don’t like clingy guys.”
“I am not clingy.”
“You are. She isn’t worth it, either.”
He sits up and folds his arms. “How can you hate her so much? You met her. She’s great. Sweet. Gorgeous.”
Noel isn’t wrong. I understand why my brother has a hard-on for her. But he’s young and doesn’t understand there are other girls out there better than some shallow influencer.
“Noel, she isn’t into you. I could tell.”
He scoffs. “Fuck you, man. She is.”
“Why would she want a sixteen year old guy? You are still in high school.”
He jumps to his feet and points at me.
“She’s like three years older. Big deal. Wait a second... I know what this is. You’re into her. That’s it, isn’t it? You want Morgan for yourself.”
