Page 98 of Poison's Kiss
Chapter 19
The Taste of Confusion
I already regret what happened last night, so I pretend to still be asleep, hoping Gage lets me go and heads downstairs. What I did wasn't out of love or need - it was out of slutty desire. He cheated on me, and I went ahead and fucked him like it was a reward for his betrayal.
Since when do I fall prey to every carnal desire? I denied my hormonal urges just fine until I met Kane. Since then, I've barely kept myself in check. I'm starting to worry something is wrong with me.
Gage's hand slides up and down my back very slowly, proving he's awake and waiting on me to wake up. I'm not ready to face this awkwardness, so I keep my eyes closed and my heartbeat steady.
He leans over, letting his breath find my ear before whispering to the girl he thinks is asleep.
"I love you."
My heart flip-flops, my stomach sinks, and my whole body is flooded with hot and cold surrealism. How the hell did this happen?
No. He can't be in love. This isn't possible.
The door opens, and I can feel eyes burning against us.
"Yes?" Gage asks, a smugness to his tone.
That lets me know who it is, and now I feel all the more like a slut.
"Dray is back with some information based on the leads you found from the redhead you were making out with last night."
That was a stab at me if I've ever heard one. Kane knows by now I've woken up after his loud entry. He's reminding me I'm laying in a pool of betrayal, and I just fucked the traitor.
"Okay. I'll be down in a minute. Let me wake up Alyssa."
Gage made sure to take a stab back. After all, it's his bed I ended up in despite the drama from the night before. I love Kane, but we can't be. It's not possible. I'm not in love with Gage... at least I don't think so. Surely I can't be in love with two men. No. I know I'm not.
I need to invest in a big bottle of migraine medicine. At this rate, my head is going to explode off my shoulders before I can even reach immortality.
Kane says he's sorry now, but he was so heartless and cruel to me for so many weeks. Gage is a cheater, but everyone seems to think I should have been expecting the duties of a Somage member. Was it just work?
Gage's lips brush against mine as he pulls me closer, letting the satin of my gown stroke my sides with a heavenly touch. He presses his lips harder against mine, forcing me to end my sleeping charade.
"Good morning," he murmurs softly against my lips, smiling salaciously.
"Morning," I mumble, intentionally leaving off thegood.
"They've got some Intel to share, so let's head down."
I nod, pretending that's the first I've heard of it, and then I quickly put my feet to the ground. Gage laughs lightly as he stands up and joins me from behind, placing his hand at the small of my back.
"You're not going to speak to me? Is the walk of shame that bad?"
Walk of shame? Try walk of utter mortification. He just told me he loves me, my ex found me in bed with the guy who blatantly cheated on me, and I realized I'm a slut.
"I just woke up. I'm not much of a morning person," I offer casually with a dismissive wave of my hand.
"Well, I smell coffee, so I'll go make you a cup."
"Thanks," I mutter through tight lips while heading to my bedroom. "I need a robe."
I don't turn to see his face, but I can taste his disappointment. I quickly dart into the room and grab the white satin robe that matches the sexy gown. In an effort to stall, I decide to brush my teeth, comb my hair, and put on a touch of makeup.
With a daunting morning ahead of me, I take a deep breath, hoping to exhale some of the tension polluting me.
