Page 616 of Rock Me All Night
It doesn't add up. For a second, I wish I'd majored in math instead of literature. There's always an answer with math. Two plus two is four. With literature, everything is open to interpretation.
But then Pete isn't an algebra equation. He's fuckingHeart Of Darkness—impossible to understand without careful scrutiny.
I want to tell him the truth. "I don't know." My eyes find his. I'm hot and cold at once. Every part of me wants every part of him.
Which is worse—my heart breaking now or later?
"I don't want to hurt you," he says. "I care about you."
"I…" I take a deep breath. It's better to get him now, whatever that means later. "I'm okay with it." I think. Mostly.
My stomach clenches. It's close to a lie.
He stares back at me, picking me apart. Can he tell it's close to a lie?
I'm not sure.
"I had something planned for tonight. Still want to do it." His eyes bore into mine. "If you're sure."
I nod. "I'm sure."
"Haven't told you what it was yet."
"I trust you."
His lips curl into a half smile. "I want to tie you up."
Instantly, my body is buzzing. I'm not sure which way is up or which way is down. I want him every way I can have him.
If this is the only way, it's better than nothing.
It's better than most things.
He stares back at me. "Talk to me, Jess."
"Yes. Now."
He takes my hands and pulls me up with him.
