Page 78 of Second Chance with Seth

It also meant accepting that she could change her mind in the blink of an eye, and decide she wasn’t so tired after all.

I smile to myself, slowing my pace almost to a halt, recalling how it felt to be buried deep inside her… to hold her in my arms and feel her come so hard around me. I should have used a condom, but I was willing to forego my pleasure in favor of hers. Besides, I love feeling her come, and I knew the release would help her sleep. I never expected her to take things further… to move down the bed and take me in her mouth, or to make me come in such a spectacular fashion, while squealing her way through another orgasm herself.

Naturally, she was exhausted after that, and fell asleep on top of me, which was lovely, and just what I needed. Why? Because I was clearly just what she needed, too… and there’s no better feeling in the world than that.

Lying there with my arms around her slender body, her breathing aligned with mine, I knew what I had to do.

The only problem was, how to do it.

Even now, in the cold light of morning, as I pick up the pace again, and walk back to the hotel, I’m still unsure how to go about it… how to explain things to Aiden, and what I’ll do about the rest of my life in Concord. It’s gotta be done, though, and the sooner I…

“Seth?”

I startle at the sound of my name and turn around, looking across the street.

“Jesus,” I mutter under my breath as Helen waves, waiting for a car to pass before she crosses over, coming straight toward me.

I can hardly ignore her, but I keep walking at a slowed pace, so she has to change direction slightly, and she grabs my arm, pulling me back.

“We need to talk,” she says, looking up into my eyes.

“No, we don’t.”

She glances at her watch, letting out a sigh. “Okay, maybe not this minute. I’m on my way to the school, and I’m already running late, but we still need to talk, Seth.”

“We really don’t, Helen.”

“I can meet you this afternoon for coffee, if you like?”

If she’s suggesting what I think she’s suggesting, she can think again. The idea of meeting Helen in the coffee shop is so far beyond wrong, I can’t even contemplate it.

“Which part of ‘no’ don’t you understand?” I say, raising my voice.

“The part where I know you don’t mean it.” She places her hand on my arm and although I step back, she’s not letting go. “You made it very clear you were interested in me, Seth, and I don’t think you can have been in any doubt that I felt the same. I still do.”

“Then I’m sorry.”

“What for?” she asks, frowning.

“Because I shouldn’t have let things go so far. I shouldn’t have led you to believe I felt anything.”

“Are you telling me you didn’t want me?”

“Yes. I was just looking for attention, and you were there.”

“But I really like you,” she says, moving closer… much too close for comfort.

“You don’t know me.” I step away, pulling my arm free of her grip. “The only thing between us was a mild flirtation… one I should have put a stop to way before I did.”

“But you didn’t,” she says, shaking her head. “You didn’t stop it. You just left.”

“Exactly. And that should tell you everything you need to know.”

“Why? It wasn’t me you left, was it? It was Everly.”

“Maybe. But if I’d been interested in you… if I’d liked you in the way you say you like me, don’t you think I’d have been in touch?” She doesn’t answer, but just continues to look up at me, and although it’s occurred to me that, if she’d been as interested in me as she claims, she could have made the effort to contact me in the last twelve months, I’m not about to mention that. She might read something into the suggestion, and I’m not going down that road. “I’m sorry I didn’t make myself clear sooner, but I won’t risk what I’ve got with Everly… not for anyone.”

“You mean you’re back together?”

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