Chapter Eighty-Four: The kiss
Had Ryan or Jason claimed him because I had not been enough for them? Did that mean that they didn’t want me now that they knew I couldn’t keep up with what they needed?
My chest felt tight and I felt like all of the air had been sucked from the room. I swallowed hard, untan gling myself from the sheets with the slowest of movements.
I didn’t want to wake them up. I didn’t want to see it in their eyes. To know that I hadn’t been enough for them. For them to have the same look in their eyes that Jake had had when he rejected me.
Thad cared about Jake, but with Ryan, Jason, and Travis, it felt like it was so much more than that. Even though I had just met them, they meant more to me.
It would break me to see that look coming from them.
Pushing up onto all fours, I looked at the pillow. The lines that my body had left on the bedding, it was something that I could focus on that wasn’t them. All I needed to do was climb over Jason to get out of the bed. Then I could steal a pair of shorts from the dresser and slip out of the room.
Hopefully, they would stay asleep and I could figure out my way through this maze of a house down to the garage.
After that, I would go home and lick my wounds in private. I would take something for my headache and get in the shower. Scrub the night away so that it was just a memory.
I just needed to get out of here first.
Looking over at Jason, I took in his sleeping form. How the sunlight brought out the highlights in his blonde hair. His arms was curled above his head, his body softened with sleep. His face was still all hard angular lines, but there was a tension missing from his face that had been there the night before.
There was just something about him that I liked. Something about all of them that made me want to stay with them.
The way that Jason had held me in the car. How he had helped me forget about Jake for a moment. The way that he was strong when I needed him to be, I was going to miss him.
Hell, I was going to miss them all.
It was better this way. Better for me to just sneak off. Better to leave last night as a memory.
Taking a deep breath, I steeled myself. Moving closer to Jason, I braced a hand just above his arm, slowly moving my leg over his so that I was straddling his lean body. It had seemed like he would be easier to climb over, but now that I was here. It was harder than I thought it would,
His face was so close to mine, his intoxicating scent filled my senses. All I could think about was kiss ing him one last time.
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