Page 92 of The First Time
She shakes her head as she steps back. Her eyes meet mine. They flare with that same hurt expression. "I'm leaving in five minutes. Whoever wants to come should get in my car." She spins on her heels and leaves.
Mal looks to Joel. "You know why she's this pissed?"
Joel's eyes meet mine. "Some idea."
"Make sure she doesn’t do something she'll regret." Mal nods goodbye to Joel. "I'm gonna talk to her." He nods goodbye to me then he's out the door.
Joel waits until the Strongs are out of earshot to move closer. "I can't believe it took me this fucking long to figure it out."
I say nothing.
"Did you fuck her?"
"No."
He cocks a brow.Not buying it. "But you want to."
"She's an attractive woman."
"Bullshit, Christopher."
I cringe at the sound of my full name.
"Something is up between you two. Something besides your cock." He stares into my eyes. "You've been miserable since the tour ended. And somehow she's competing with you forpissiest person in the room.What happened?"
Still, I say nothing.
"You kiss her?"
Nothing.
"Fuck, you did." He looks at me. "You touch her?"
"You really want details about what I did to Piper?"
"Yeah, but I understand this isn't the time." He shakes his head. "You make her come?"
I nod.
"She make you come?"
"No." Not yet.
"At least you were generous." He runs his hand through his sandy hair. "Fuck, Kit... how did you get from making her come to making her this pissed?"
"I left."
"You better fix this."
That I know.
What I don't know is how.
