Lily’s hands fall to my ass, and she grabs. “Dammit, Jackson, you’re so sexy.”

My cock jumps. She’s never said as much to me.

“Don’t look so surprised. You know you are,” she growls into my mouth.

“I—well, I’m—”

“Are you flustered, baby?” Lily asks, brushing her lip along my jaw. “Don’t know what to say.”

I know what to say, but I can’t order the words in my brain to communicate them. I need her to explain. To be slow with me. Because I am more fragile than anyone knows.

If I was flustered before, then her placing her hand on my crotch makes my brain melt. I gasp, my body jumping.

“Jackson, I want to feel you.”

“Lily—”

The door jangles open. “Shit,” I mutter, and pull myself out from under her, starting down the aisle.

“Lily? You here?” It’s Will.

Lily catches my wrist and yanks me back into her arms. Another kiss, her whole weight poured into my arms. Feels so good.

“Ahem.”

And yet.

Lily pushes me off this time. Will is standing at the mouth of the aisle staring at us. His jaw is hardened, gaze lasered in on me.

“Oh, hey, Will! Sorry, didn’t hear you come in!” Lily says, chipper and cheerful. She smooths out her shirt. “We were just looking for something.” She smiles at me over her shoulder.

Will sucks in his cheeks. “Can we talk?”

The impulse to tell him to fuck off is gone. There’s an ache that’s replaced it. Lily must have planned this. She knew he was coming to talk, and so she took advantage of the moment I was here to really show him that she’s moved on.

It was fake.

Just like everything has been.

Lily places her hand on my side. But I’m done covering for her. It’s one thing when I know we’re pretending. It’s another when I think I finally have a piece of what I wanted.

I pull away from her subtly. “Yeah, man, I’m headed out now.”

I leave the store so fast that I leave my helmet on the counter. I’d ride helmetless, but I’m a mess right now. My muscles feel weak, and my brain is fried.

I’m a fool. I always have been. And for what? A girl who never in all the years we’ve known each other looked at me any other way than a friend. Who looked at me the way I wanted because she had to.

I deserve more than that. I know that.

And yet my heart won’t stop screaming for her.

Chapter 13

Lily

My phone buzzes on the bed next to me. I pick it up. No notifications.

Must have imagined it.