Page 76 of The Enemy

“Lou, you’re all I ever wanted,” he admitted in a broken whisper. “I’d throw it all away for a chance to be with you.”

For me, it was always him. He was the one my eyes followed in high school. He was the one I wanted when I knew I couldn’t have him. And now, I could choose to let him go because I was scared and hurt, or I could continue to revel in the chaos I had created.

“What did you tell my dad?”

This made him smile.

“The truth,” he replied before he kissed me.

The sunrays woke me up.My back ached, and I had a kink on my neck. I tried to roll down from the couch and drag my ass to the bathroom so I could pee.

“You’re not going anywhere,” Neo mumbled.

This made me smile.

After he kissed me, he carried me to the couch, where we spent the next hour making out, and then we talked until we passed out.

“l have to pee,” I told him as I tried to wiggle free.

“Careful, Lou, remember what happened last time,” he said playfully.

The ache between my legs intensified, but I had other needs to take care of first. Reluctantly he let me go, but not before giving my ass a playful spank.

After last night, I felt closer to him. That foolish feeling I had when I thought about him left after he explained things. Wetalked a bit about me running away after seeingthattext and the fact that he could have just spoken to me and been honest about his plans, but ultimately, we came to the conclusion that we both wanted this.

Life was all about picking what kind of hardship you wanted, and I’d rather work through hardships with Neo by my side.

Neo wasn't on the couch when I came out of the bathroom.

“Neo?” I called out hesitantly.

“In the room,” he shot back.

He was going through my drawers when I walked in.

“What the hell are you doing?”

“Trying to find all the sexy shit I bought you.” He grinned at me.

“You can’t let that go, can you?”

“Baby, when that statement first came, it was all I could think about for weeks.”

I couldn’t help but laugh.

Everything around us was falling apart, but we were finally coming together.

My loud sigh had him looking up.

“What’s going to happen next?” I asked him, mostly to seek reassurance.

“You know Richard is going to divorce Pricilla,” he stated.

“I’m sorry,” I said. Not because I cared about her but because, at the end of the day, she was his mother.

“I’m not,” he added. “Come here, Lou.” He extended his arms, and I walked straight into his embrace. “We’re going to be okay. Growing up, we had people talking about our lives, and we survived. I could care less if they keep doing it as long as I have you by my side.”

My answer was to burrow deeper into his arms.

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