Page 99 of Things I Wish I Said
I grunt in response.
That’s part of it.
The other part involves keeping a low profile, considering my stash is gone and my dealer wants my head on a pike.
“So, what’s the deal there?” Cameron asks.
I turn to find him watching me closely. “What’s it to you?”
Cameron shrugs. “You know I think she’s a cool chick.”
My spine stiffens. I do know. Doesn’t mean I like it. “And?”
“And she told me you weren’t a thing. But then I spoke with Kip, who said he saw you two getting pretty fucking cozy on the dance floor. And every time I’ve talked to you recently, you’re headed to her place. The last time you—”
“Don’t go there,” I grind out.
Trent places a hand over Cameron's shoulder, his knowing gaze shifting from him back to me. “I think what Cameron is trying to say here is that he’s interested. So, if she’s just another fucking toy to you, he’d like to shoot his shot.”
Jealousy fists in my gut. My jaw tightens. “Is that true?” I ask, even though I already know the answer. He’s made his interest pretty clear.
“I like her.” He nods.
“You don’t even fucking know her,” I snarl.
Cameron’s brows rise, and I huff out a breath, glancing to the ground at my feet. “Sorry,” I mumble. “It’s just . . .”
Pinching the bridge of my nose, my thoughts drift to Ryleigh.
Am I interested?
A week ago, I would’ve said no. This is just a favor. But now I’m not so sure. At some point, the lines have blurred, and I don’t have an answer.
I’ve been telling myself all week I’m just playing a game. That the only reason I was pissed at myself after our kiss was out of concern for her, not myself.
I remember the look on her face when she asked me why I left her at the party. Worse yet, if I repulsed her.
Because we can’t go there.
“Why? Because I’m sick? Because I might break?”
Yes!I’d wanted to scream.
Because she’s a better person than me.
Because I can’t handle another loss.
Because she can’t see her future, while I’m busy fucking mine up.
Because she needs someone every bit as strong and brave as herself and I’m not that guy.
Because.
Because.
Because.
There are a million reasons why she and I aren’t right for each other, yet all I wanted to do in that moment was show her how wrong she was. I needed her to know how much she turned meon, how much she made me feel when I wanted to feel fucking nothing at all.
