Page 56 of Hiding Secrets
“What do you mean?” I blush at the notion of Hunter wanting me like I want him.
“Hunter looks at you like you blow his mind with every word you say. He’s just as taken with you as I am. He just doesn’t come on as strong as me. I wear my heart on my sleeve. You see, we aren’t whole right now and we haven’t even talked about where our relationship stands for a long time. Partly because we’re scared of how that conversation would end, and partly because every time we try to, Marcus leaves the room. So Hunter probably doesn’t know where he stands, where I stand, and if he’s crossing a line because of what he feels for you.”
“I don’t want to cause more problems than I already have.”
“You aren’t.”
“It feels like I am.”
He lifts off the bed with me in his arms, lowering me to my feet before taking my hand in his, “Come with me.”
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Kameron
“Just the man I was looking for,” I say cheerfully as Elliott and I enter the kitchen hand in hand.
He looks over his shoulder at us and smiles, “Kameron, I’m glad you're back.”
“And here I thought you would be nervous.” I lightly chuckle.
He presses a button on the coffee machine and it begins to brew before he turns around to face us completely, “And why would I be nervous?”
“Well, you got my girl to kiss you.”
Hunter's eyes snap to Elliott, her cheeks bloom into a hue of light pink.
“I didn’t get her to do anything.” Hunter counters.
“Kameron.” Elliott pulls at my arm, “What are you doing?”
“Elliott and I want to be together.” I blurted out, “I mean that’s a correct statement right?” I look at Elliott who’s now grinning up at me.
“Yes,” she replies with her smile widening, making my heart race.
“And Elliott seems to want to explore this” I eye her, trying to pick my words carefully as I gesture towards Hunter. “That’s happening.”
Hunter adjusts his posture, looking at me with longing look in his eyes, “Is that you saying that or her?” He replies, keeping his eyes on me as he admits he has feelings for Elliott without even having to say it. My stomach does somersaults.
I let go of Elliott’s hand to look at her fully, “What do you want, Elliott?”
“I won’t lie and say I don’t want to kiss you again, Hunter. And Kameron, you know I want you. But–” She looks at her feet and between the both of us, watching her intensely. “I feel guilty all the same.”
“What makes you feel guilty?” Hunter and I speak at the same time.
“A lot.”
“Explain it to us.” Hunter says as the coffee stops brewing. He pulls out three mugs, stirring in the creamer in a couple of them, handing them to Elliott and I. He motions to the island where Elliott moves to sit on one of the stools.
“I don’t want to get in between any of you. I would hate to be the reason it crumbles even further. I feel selfish.”
“Selfish? Why?” I ask her.
“I wanttwoguys!”
“And?” I shrug.
“That’s selfish. Why do I gettwo?”
