Page 64 of Nobody Wants Me
“I’m going to do everything in my power to make it safe for you.”And with that, he pulled me into his arms and hugged me.“I love you, sis,” he said.
I had tears in my eyes.If my other brothers had come near me, I knew pain was going to follow.Ivan held and comforted me, and I loved him like a brother.
“I love you too, big brother.”
He pulled away, cupped my cheek, and I watched as he left.
Victor came to join me.
“It didn’t go well, did it?”
“We’re going to come up with a plan to take you back home,” Victor said.“Staying here is not ideal.”
“Okay,” I said.
“Did you have fun with The Butcher?”he asked.
“I did, and she told me you two were switching today, so I got everything ready for dinner.Come on.”I took hold of his hand and led him back into the house.It was a chicken noodle soup.The noodles were literally going to take seconds, as I used the ramen kind.
Victor went to the fridge, held the bottle of wine up, and I wrinkled my nose.I hadn’t touched another drop of alcohol since throwing my guts up.He gave a little chuckle, and then got us both some water.
I finished the soup, served us both some food, and carried our dishes into the dining room.I had already put away my sewing machine.I was working on another quilt, this one for The Butcher.I wanted to give her a gift, not just to say thank you, but because I had a feeling not many people gave her gifts.If they did, they probably had agendas behind them.Not me.I just wanted to make her a quilt.To give her something no one else had.
With our dishes on the table, I rushed back to the kitchen and grabbed the bread.Today, I was starving.Also, I had a plan.The Butcher had told me to just come right out and tell Victor I wanted to have sex with him.There was no way I could just come out tell him that.It had to take finesse.
Also, I didn’t know how to exactly tell him I wanted to have sex.It was probably super easy.All men wanted sex, that is what she told me.Victor would be no different, but to me, he was different.Besides, I had never had sex with anyone else.There had only ever been Victor, and that hadn’t exactly gone according to plan.Not that I had a plan.
Picking up my fork and spoon, I watched as Victor took his first mouthful, and I saw the slight closing of his eyes.He enjoyed it, and for that, I was glad.I liked cooking for him.
I had missed him while he’d been gone, which was a change to how I had felt back in the other house, when I had been more than happy for him to be gone.
This is good.I like this.
As we ate, Victor told me what had happened back home.How we were all stuck.They had all settled on me moving ...a lot.I hated this idea.
“Moving?”I asked.
“Yes.”
“And you think that is safe?”
“It is the only option right now.It is how we can keep one step ahead of the game of The Grid.”
It wasn’t ideal.
We finished out soup, and then we both did the dishes.I became aware of how close he was to me.So close.And then, as I wiped down the sink, he wrapped his arms around me and pressed a kiss to my neck.I felt the pull of him, and I wanted to spin around and throw my arms around him.Only, I held myself back.
His hands settled on my stomach, but I wanted him to touch me everywhere.How did I tell him that?The Butcher made it sound so freaking easy, yet it was not even close.She said to just say it.
I opened my mouth, closed it, and opened it again.Only, nothing came out.
“Tell me,” he said.
His voice was so close to my ear, and I don’t know how he did it, but he sounded so erotic.
“I want to have sex.”
I don’t know how I blurted it out, especially as a few moments before, I didn’t even have the courage to say anything.What the hell was wrong with me?It made no sense at all.
