Page 29 of Such A Bad Girl

“No,” I said, firmly shaking my head.

She scoffed. “You’re lying.”

She saw right through me.

“What does it fucking matter, Ev?” I finally asked. “It doesn’t change anything. It’s still fucking torture and I’m doomed to live it every damned day.”

Exasperated, I pulled my hood off and let her see me. I let her see the desire I had for her. I let her see the emotion storming behind my eyes. For one second, I let the curtain fall.

“Why?” She whispered.

“Because I’m fucking obsessed with you, Everleigh. I can’t stop thinking about what it would feel like to be inside of you. I can’t stop thinking about what it would feel like to make you mine, once and for all, after all these fucking years. That’s why. Is that what you wanted me to say? Fuck!”

“Theo…” Her eyes searched mine. The heat between us grew to a raging wildfire that incinerated all the restraint I’d built up over the years.

I kissed her without thinking. All I knew was that I needed to taste her again. It was everything I wanted and yet so much more. Hot, and wet, and so soft and plump, her lips almost brought me to my knees.

I swallowed her moans with my thirst, my tongue diving in and tangling with hers in a hot dance of long overdue passion and release. Her body pressed against mine, and my arms circled her waist, pulling her in closer against my throbbing cock.

She gasped when she felt it, then melted into me. Our kiss grew to a heated bliss that stole every ounce of oxygen from my lungs.

My body exploded with pleasure. Fireworks went off inside of my brain. At last, Everleigh was in my arms again. At last, Everleigh was exactly where I’d dreamed she’d be. I’d never thought I’d be able to kiss her again, because I’d never betray my friend like that.

West.

Shit.

I froze.

Slowly, I pulled away from the warmest embrace I’d ever felt.

Everleigh blinked, her eyes wide with shock, and confusion, and lust.

“Theo, my god,” she whispered with wet swollen lips. I wanted to lick them, bite them, never stop kissing them. “I didn’t know.”

“I think you did,” I replied, giving her a wistful smile.

But all I could see was West, crushed and angry if he ever learned we’d kept any secrets from him. I’d spent so many years keeping my feelings a secret, just the mere fact that so much time had passed would be a betrayal in itself.

I let go of her waist and walked, shaking my head, to the other side of the room, getting as far away from her as I could.

“It doesn’t matter if you knew or not. I’m sorry, Everleigh. That can never happen again,” I muttered. I turned back to her, facing the anguish that flashed in her eyes at my words. I’d hurt her with my rejection after kissing her so passionately. I could see that. But what else could I do?

She closed the distance between us again. But this time, her desire was replaced with anger. Her hand sliced through the air, her open palm landing in a hot, fiery blow on my cheek.

My mouth fell open. But the painful sting was the only thing left alive in the room as she turned on her heel and walked out.

My heart lay like a bloody corpse in my empty chest.

Chapter Fourteen

EVERLEIGH

Shaking, I raced to my car with my head spinning. When I got home, I ran inside and threw myself on my bed, the tears hot and heavy as they rolled down my face.

Theo’s kiss had unnerved me to my very soul.

And very, very wet…

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