Page 36 of Always Right

Her eyes widened.

Her lips parted.

And my cock stirred.

“That’s not a good idea,” she finally replied.

“It isn’t. But it’s going to happen.”

There was silence. Complete silence as she considered her words.

But when she spoke, she left a path of destruction behind.

“I don’t want you to touch me again.”

Ah, there’s the knife.

“It shouldn’t have happened, Derek. And if it does…it’ll be a huge mistake.”

“Will it though?”

“Yeah. It would. And it’s not one I will make again.” She let out a breath. So soft. So quiet. But I could see how torn she was. “I can’t think when you touch me,” she whispered. “I can’t think when you make me feel those things.”

“What do I make you feel?”

I could see the hesitation on her face. The way she hated that I was pushing for answers, but I needed her to say it. I needed to hear it to know that it wasn’t all in my fucking head.

“Like I’d let you bend me to your will.”

The words were breathless, but full of truth. We both knew it.

“So please, Derek…don’t touch me again.”

I nodded.

I’d agree to it.

I’d agree to anything because her words gave me some fucking hope.

I hung up the call, leaving my phone on the bed before walking back to the living room. Lisa still sat with a playful smile on her lips.

“Spill it. Now.”

I grabbed a pillow and threw it at her, making sure I missed and all she did was laugh.

“Something happened between you two, huh?”

“You could say that.”

Lisa jumped to her feet, clapping her hands once again…like a goddamn child. “I knew it. Derek. You two can’t keep your hands off each other.”

“Well, she just asked me to keep my distance, so there goes that.”

Lisa’s eyes softened, but she approached me, placing her hands on my shoulders.

“I still think you should invite her, Derek. Listen…the worst that can happen is she says no. But if she doesn’t…there’s a chance. You know it.”

If I pushed too much, Hannah would run.

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