Page 54 of The Scars of Us

She looked up at me—her glazed, blue eyes were nothing like Kaiya’s. “I came with my friend. Can you give me a ride?” she replied as she bit her bottom lip. It was so sexy when Kaiya did it, but on her, it was too fake, like she was trying too hard.

“Sure, I’ll give you a ride,” I responded suggestively.

Once I started driving to her place, her hands roamed over my dick, rubbing it through my jeans. It began to harden under her touch reflexively, but she wasn’t turning me on like Kaiya did so effortlessly.Stop thinking about Kaiya!

When we entered her apartment, she led me to her bedroom before pushing me down on the bed. Slipping clumsily out of her dress, she tossed it to the floor and tugged off my shirt. Her bra was next, freeing her tits as she slid down my body to kneel on the floor by the bed between my legs. She unbuckled my belt and undid my jeans before sliding them down to my ankles.

Her hand wrapped around my cock as she licked her lips, eying it hungrily before taking me in her mouth, sucking me deep in her throat.

The woman eagerly consumed me, stroking me up and down with her tongue, but she didn’t feel right; she wasn’t Kaiya. Even though I was drunk, I couldn’t let go of how terrible I felt, how wrong this was. I was pretty sure at that moment that no one would ever feel as good as Kaiya did.

Propping up on my elbows, I told the woman, “Stop.”

Ignoring me, she sucked my cock harder and dragged her teeth along it.

“I said stop,” I repeated as I pushed her lightly on the shoulders.

My dick popped out her mouth as she gave me a confused look. Her face morphed to excitement as she got up and positioned herself on my lap. “Can’t wait, huh? I want you inside me just as badly,” she said as she grabbed my cock, readying to sink down on me.

Gently forcing her off me, I stood and pulled my pants up. “I have to go.” I grabbed my shirt before exiting her room and heading toward the front door.

I could hear her footsteps behind me as I put my shirt back on. “Wait, why?”

Turning the handle, I replied, “I just do.”

I left without waiting to hear her response, wishing I could rid myself of all the feelings caused by Kaiya. We’d only known each other a couple of months, but I couldn’t deny that she had left her impression on me.

I found myself driving to her house, but I changed course when I realized what I was doing. I’d done the same thing many times since we stopped talking, but I could never bring myself to go through with it.She’d probably just slam the door in my face.

I drove home, where I showered the smell and feel of the woman off me before collapsing into bed.What the fuck am I going to do?

I’d spent weeks avoiding Ryker, and they were definitely taking their toll on me. Every part of me missed him, especially my neglected body, which craved his touch. I hadn’t had sex since the night before the meeting with Kaleb.

I’d been ignoring him and Bryce. I hadn’t returned any of their phone calls or texts, and I’d been skipping class. Before Ryker, I had hooked up with Bryce at least once every two weeks, if not more often. We hadn’t had sex in over a month, and he had definitely noticed. He called and texted me multiple times daily.

I was waiting for one of them to show up at my door since I wouldn’t return any of their calls or messages, but neither had. I guess both of them respected my privacy, but that selfish part of me wished that Ryker would come searching for me.

Avoiding Ryker meant I had to stop going to self-defense class, and that was definitely affecting me. My body harbored so much pent up energy and anxiety from not releasing it that I thought I was going to come out of my skin.

Knowing that Ryker didn’t usually go to work on most days until the afternoon, I decided to go to the gym early one Saturday morning with Kamden. I had to get out of the house, had to release some of the frustration and nerves eating away at me.

As we parked in the lot of the gym, he asked, “Are you sure you want to do this?”

Looking among the cars, I searched for Ryker’s truck, but I didn’t see it. A combined sense of disappointment and relief washed over me, and I scolded myself for being selfish and wanting to see him.You can’t be with him. He’ll only get hurt.

Once we entered, Kamden wanted to stay with me while I exercised, just in case Ryker showed up. Rolling my eyes, I walked away from him to get on the elliptical. He didn’t follow me, so I assumed that he went to the weight room.

After I finished, my muscles felt strained, sore from lack of use. I decided to use the sauna to help relax the tight tension, so I headed to the locker room to swap my clothes for a towel.

After I had the towel securely wrapped around me, I padded to the steam room, hoping that since it was so early no one would be in there. I’d been wanting to use it since we started coming to this gym. But the sauna was always filled with people, and I could never bring myself to go in, afraid of being alone with strangers with only a towel on.

Peeking in, I smiled—no one was inside.Hopefully, no one will come in.I went in and sat on the bench, already starting to perspire from the humidity within the room.

Closing my eyes, I leaned my head back and let out a breath as my body began to relax. A couple of minutes passed when the door abruptly opened, causing me to stand and grip my towel. When I focused on the person in the doorway, I blinked several times to make sure I wasn’t dreaming.

“Why are you avoiding me?” Ryker angrily spat, closing the door to the sauna. His eyes ran over me as he crossed his arms over his broad chest. Clad only in a pair of gym shorts and no shirt, his skin gleamed with a sheen of sweet. He looked like he’d just finished working out.Fuck me.

“Are you really going to do this in here?” I snapped back as I clutched my towel to me.

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