Page 62 of Tempting Him

"What? Makes you jealous? You know what that means, right?" I say with a smirk.

"It means nothing."

"We're not fucking anymore, Alek," I say, stressing his first name. "You made it clear you're not capable of pleasing me."

He clenches his jaw. "You made it clear you're not capable of sex without forming attachments."

"I'm hardly attached to you. I wasn't lying about having options. I could call up three different people tonight."

"Then why didn't you?"

"The night's not over," I say with a shrug.

"I think it's because you're hung up on me."

I choke out a laugh. "Funny, coming from the guy asking my dad if I had anybody in the room. Just admit you care more than you want to." I step forward until my chest touches his. "Admit you're still thinking about how much you want to kiss me."

His eyes travel to my lips briefly, but before anything can happen, the bathroom door opening has us stepping away from each other.

"Okay, so who's ready for another drink?" Dad asks, entering the room.

"I'll take one," Alek answers.

"I'm gonna leave."

"All right, fine. I get it. You don't want to hang out with two old folks," Dad says with a laugh. "I'll call you tomorrow. We'll get together and do whatever you want, okay?"

"Try not to have a hangover," I say with a smirk. I give him a hug before pausing in front of Alek. I have to be polite, otherwise my dad will get into my ass about it later, so I extend a hand to him. "Mr. Drakos. See you Monday afternoon."

He slips his hand into mine, squeezing it firmly while his beautiful eyes penetrate mine. "Yes, I'll see you soon."

Taking my hand from his, I spin around and walk out. By the time I get into my car, I realize my mood has shifted and I no longer want to hang out with anybody. I could join my friends wherever they are, but I feel too agitated. I wouldn't be any fun.

I regret the way I've been acting, but he's brought out this side of me I'm not used to. What is that? Why am I so bothered?

Yeah, I probably like Alek more than I should, but that doesn't mean I can't be without him. I just want him to be honest with himself and with me. We could easily still have a friends-with-benefits situation that doesn't require emotions, but can include kissing and blowjobs.

Nearly thirty minutes later, I'm still in my car, just driving around and listening to music. At a red light, my phone vibrates with a text so I check it before the light turns green.

Alek:Come to my room.

My heart leaps,and as excited as I am to read that message, part of me is still holding onto frustration and I don't want him to know how eager I am to be alone with him again.

I wait until I can pull off the road and into a nearby parking lot before I respond.

Me:Why?

Alek:Just come.

Me:You're not my boss outside of work, you know?

Alek:Why are you acting like you don't want to see me?

Me:I just did see you.

Alek:Your age is showing.

Me:Fuck you.

---