Page 70 of The Echo of Forever
Fuck it.
“I heard kissing can help me regain my memories,” I lied, barging into Demetrius’s office thirty minutes later.
He leaned back with a smirk on his stupidly handsome face. My subconscious brought me here instead of his apartment, like it was a given he’d be here and not there.
“Oh yeah? You saying you wanna kiss me, my forever?”
I hated how smug he looked, but I really did want to kiss him. Just to see if what I was feeling was real or not.
“If it’ll help…”
I shrugged, and he laughed.
“Come ‘ere.”
The way he beckoned me did something to my entire being. More than my head throbbed around this man.
“Echo…”
I shook my head once it flowed out my mouth… thewayit came out hit me hard.
He sat up so quickly it gave me whiplash.
“Why are you acting like I’ve never called you that be—”
He was on me in a blink, hand cupping my face.
“You remember something?”
Do I?
“Why didn’t you react this way earlier when I said it on the phone?”
He shook his head.
“Didn’t like how forced it sounded.”
And just now…
“I don’t remember anything, but saying it felt right this time…” I touched his cheek. “Not forced at all.”
He leaned into the contact and sighed.
“That’s enough for me.”
And as quickly as the moment happened, he took it away by putting distance between us.
I watched him retreat to the bar and then followed.
“Demetrius, I don’t like it when you pull away from me so suddenly.”
He had his back to me, and I had no clue what possessed me to do it, but I moved to stand in front of him.
“Oh, you think I’m a joke?” I asked, pointing to the smile on his face.
He shook his head, but the liar was undoubtedly enjoying my reaction.
I decided to give him a taste of his own medicine and pretended to leave. And just like before, he wrapped me up in his arms to stop it.
