It’s confusing. Even if I do get a small thrill at being with him like this.

Still, it’s tainted by everything that’s happened.

The seed of doubt from that night has taken root, growing inside me and coiling around my heart.

I can’t trust him.

And yet…

“Stop overthinking it,” he says, kissing my shoulder. “You’re safe here, I promise.”

Safe.

He’s right, I do feel safe with him.

But he still has the power to hurt me. To wreck and ruin me.

Then he says six little words that make me melt.

“I want you, Abi. Only you.”

15

ELLIOT

“What are you doing?” Abigail groans, her voice rough with sleep as I slide into her bed behind her.

“Missed you,” I confess quietly.

Her breath catches.

“My bed was cold and empty last night. I didn’t like it.”

Saying these things to a girl feels alien, but they’re true.

I did miss her last night.

I’d offered for her to stay, but she insisted that she had revision to do, something I also offered to do with her, but she wouldn’t have it. Raine walked her back to the dorms not long after the sun went down, and she’s stayed locked in here ever since.

“Elliot,” she chastises, finding the words hard to believe.

I get it. I really fucking do.

Wrapping my arm around her stomach, I pull her back tighter against me before peppering kisses across her shoulder and working up to her neck.

She shudders against me, a little whimper spilling from her tempting lips.

“Admit it, you missed me too, didn’t you, Red?”

“Elliot,” she warns again.

“You don’t have to forgive me, Abi. Hell, you don’t even have to like me, but you’ve got to admit that there’s something here. You want me, I know you do.”

Shifting my hand higher, I cup her breast, brushing my thumb over her peaked nipple.

“Elliot.” This time my name is nothing more than a moan.

“Fucking love the way that sounds, Red.”