Thanks for the dance.
Graham <3
Chapter 31
Graham
Ihave never regretted anything more than leaving Paige alone in her bed this morning.
Chris is the only reason I left. I was so lost in Paige last night that I didn’t turn on an alarm before falling asleep on the couch, and then she came to me.
It took me a moment to realize I wasn’t dreaming, and I was kissing her before I registered it. I drown in not caring about anyone but Paige, and it’s the first time I have felt alive in years.
I had no intention of stopping when I felt her reach for my cock, but I knew deep down if we had slept together last night, she would have regretted it. She is sleeping with Seth.
No matter how strained my engagement with Katherine is, I am still very much engaged but don’t want to be. No, what I want is to wake up next to Paige and finally get to act out some of these fantasies that have been driving me wild at night for months.
I hear my phone sound with a new message.
I can feel the all-too-familiar ache growing in my chest. I linger on the message for a minute before my phone rings.
“Hello?”
“Hey, did you make it to work on time?” Chris asks.
“Barely. Thanks, by the way.” I let out a small laugh.
“Can we talk about it?” Chris asks, and his tone seems curious enough that I don’t want to say no. The truth is, I think I need to talk to someone about it.
“Which part?” I ask, not trying to hide my exhaustion. “The part where I am clearly into Seth’s girlfriend. Or the part where I kissed her last night and wouldn’t have thought twice about sleeping with her if she hadn’t stopped us? Or we can talk about how I can’t fucking stop thinking about her.”
Chris is too quiet. So quiet that I have to check if Chris is still on the line twice.
“Seriously? Bro.”
I groan before Chris finally lets out a sigh.
“Graham, if you feel this strongly about Paige, you must deal with Katherine.”
“I am. I gave her until after Europe to find a new place. If she can’t come up with some money and live like roommates, I am selling the house and moving back in with Dad.”
“Do you mean it this time?”
“Yes.”
“Now, about Paige.” Chris sighs, and I suddenly feel so small.
“What about her?”
“How does she fit into all of this?”
It is the same question I have been asking myself since I left her bed this morning.
“I think she is supposed to be with me, and I need to figure out how we can make that happen.”
I shrug.
As much as I don’t want to interfere in Paige’s and Seth’s relationship, I don’t want to miss out on something I think is meant to be much more than last night. I want to drown with this woman and take care of her for the rest of my life.