Suddenly I don’t feel that drunk anymore. Maybe it’s the adrenaline surging through me.
“I didn’t know you liked Cass,” Reuben says.
“I…”
Idon’t.
For some reason, I can’t say it.
But I don’t!
Still, you enjoy what he does to you. The way it makes you feel. You’ve always loved the idea of being a sinner, haven’t you?
“I’m not upset,” he says in the same monotone as before.
Always so calm, so centered. Makes me wonder what it’s like when he loses control.
Like you did with Cass.
Shut up!
“I should go,” I say again. “Probably can’t have anyone see me here.”
“Do you still like me?”
“Yes.”
Fuck. Fuck!
I shiver when Reuben touches the side of my neck, but it’s just to draw a curl away from my ear.
“So you can like more than one guy at a time?”
No.
Yes.
Maybe?
Trick question! Ionlylike Reuben.
Don’t I?
What about Zach?
Fuck.
Well? What about him?
“Do I have to?” I murmur, trying to find an easy way out.
“Yes.” Reuben’s fingers trail down and then caress the ridge of my collarbones. That light touch sends a shiver through me.
“Why?”
“We’re too close. Have been for so long.”
“If you really thought that, then you wouldn’t have kissed me.”