Page 14 of All of My Life

As we neared her street, she immediately sat up straighter. “You can drop me off here.”

“I’m not dropping you off a fucking block from your house, Jett,” I scowled. “Can you even walk?”

She shot me a look. “Proud of yourself?”

“Baby, you have no idea,” I smirked.

“Drop me off here, Chasin,” she ordered again. “Do not drop me off in front of my house.”

“Why not?” I asked before remembering what I’d said earlier. “I’m not going to go back on my word, Jett. I’ll just meet your parents another time.”

Her hazel eyes looked wild. “This isn’t about your stupid attempt to meet my parents, Chasin,” she snapped, making my fingers curl into my left palm.

“Then what’s it about?” I snapped back.

“Just…I can walk,” she answered lamely.

“I’m not letting you fucking walk,” I practically growled. “It’s bad enough that I’ve let you do it for years already.”

She started shaking her head. “What are you talking about?”

“Forget it,” I bit out.

“Look-”

“Too late, baby,” I informed her as we pulled up in front of her house.

Jett stared down at her toes, and I could see her chest heaving hard enough to make me worry. I glanced at her house, and some lights were on, indicating that someone was home, which seemed all very normal to me. Like most of the homes in Carver Hills, Jett lived in a two-story colonial house that was way too big for just three people. It sat on an acre lot, and it looked like something out of a museum painting. Each home had its own character, but for the most part, they were all the same.

As Jett started to fidget, I asked, “Still trying to keep me your dirty little secret?”

Her head twisted my way. “Why do you keep saying that when we both know that it’s the other way around?” she hissed. “Unlike you, I ignore everyone, Chasin. You only have use for me when you want to get your dick wet, and don’t pretend otherwise.”

I could feel my hackles rise. “If all I cared about was getting my dick wet, I don’t need you for that, Jett. Do you know how many females in this city would love to be that for me?”

Her lip curled, itching for a fight. “Yeah, but unlike all those other females, I’m not trying to get a commitment from you, which makes me the perfect fuck for a guy like you.”

This fucking girl was turning me feral. “Yeah? Well, unlike all those other females, you’re the only one that I have ever been faithful to, Jett. If that’s not pulling me into a commitment, then I don’t know what the fuck is.”

“I never asked you to be faithful to me,” she spat. “I never asked anything of you.”

“Oh, baby, we both know that’s not true,” I drawled out in a sneer. “In fact, weren’t you just asking me to make you cum right before you begged me to stop because you couldn’t take it anymore?” I reached out to grab her thigh. “I can smell my cum on you, Jett.”

“You’re a bastard,” she choked out angrily.

“Yeah, I am,” I agreed. “But I’m also yours.”

Her hazel eyes looked troubled enough that I wanted to put the car in drive, taking her home with me. Whatever was bothering her, I wanted to fix it, though she’d rather set herself on fire before asking me for any help.

“Look, I don’t know what game you’re playing-”

“I’m not playing any fucking games,” I snapped, cutting her off. “Why can’t you see that?”

“Because I don’t know what you’re doing!” she yelled. “This…we…” I noticed her hands were trembling as she ran them through her dark hair.

Something was seriously wrong.

“Baby, tell me what’s going on,” I practically begged.

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