Theodore:
I had been working out the minute I got home.
I did not know what it was, but there was a strange feeling in my body, as if I needed to get the frustration and anger out somehow.
I just did not know where.
Honestly, I did not even know why I was feeling this way.
Today went well. I had even aced a meeting and secured a project.
Then this lingering sadness settled in, and I did not want to acknowledge it either because I knew exactly what was going on.
"You up for a talk?"
Jaguar arrived, making me gesture for him to wait in the living room.
I was in my shorts and covered in sweat from working out.
I went to the bathroom and took a quick shower.
By the time I came out, Jaguar had already poured both of us some wine.
"How’s it going? You look nervous," I remarked, taking a seat beside him and accepting the glass.
He took a sip and immediately grimaced at the taste.
We always did, no matter how expensive the wine was or how much we loved it.
We would sink a grimace together.
"I was just thinking about stuff," he uttered, making me secretly chuckle.
"Did the date not go well?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"It’s not that. I didn’t spend much time with her," he replied, referring to Aster.
"Please don’t tell me Gigi figured it out and got upset," I said, reminding him that we were supposed to keep her above everyone else.
"I spoke with her. It’s okay. I’m headed to her place in about an hour anyway. We’re having a movie night."
As soon as he said that, I straightened in my seat and turned to look at him.
"Really? She didn’t ask me for a movie night," I pouted in complaint.
I was pretty lonely here too.
See, I knew what happened that day was wrong.
The way my eyes had lingered on her dress was completely wrong. It should not have happened.
To be honest, I felt terrible afterward. Dirty too.
Later, I felt like I might throw up just thinking about myself with her.
Gigi was someone I respected deeply, more than almost anyone else, but that was all it was.
Even if my brother ever left her, I would never pursue anything with her because I respected her and saw her only as a friend.
What happened that day was my frustration spilling over, and I knew exactly where that frustration was coming from.
There was only one name on my mind.
Verity.
She had left her mark on my desires.
And that was the strange thing.
As much as I loved Gigi, cared about her, and considered her one of my top priorities, my body never responded to her the way it did to Verity.
That was when I started to wonder if maybe what I felt for Verity was lust.
Maybe her body was driving me insane.
Maybe that was why I was still so restless.
She had gone on a date tonight.
What if she took the date home?
What if he took her home?
The thought set my brain on fire.
"Are you jealous?" Jaguar scoffed.

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