"Too? Did you have on another shirt?"
He ignores me, but I quickly drop my inquisition when I see the divine lines of his body calling to me. Without noticing my gaze on him, he starts rifling through his closet for another shirt.
He finally catches my scandalous eyes and my lip clutched between my teeth, and a dark grin appears on his beautiful face.
"Feeling the weight of a few weeks?" he teases, though it's obvious he's just as turned on as I am right now.
"A little."
Just as he's about to make his way toward me, a loud crashing sound breaks free on the other side of the door. He rushes out with me on his heels to go investigate.
Amy is standing over the blond I saw draped around Kane earlier. The pretty girl has a bloody mouth, a reddened eye and a swollen lip. Her body is a tangled mess of disaster as she lies unconsciously on the ground.
The music halts and the lights come on quickly.
"What the fuck?" Kane scolds, his arms angrily flailing to emphasize his fury.
"I told you she better not taunt me again. I don't deal with that female drama shit."
My ass. That's all she fucking does is start drama.
"Amy, you can't-" Kane stops short of whatever he was going to say as his hands go through his hair.
Sierra walks up, and Deke joins her to scoop the limp girl off the floor.
"Crank the tunes back up. It's not like it's the first time someone has gotten laid out in here." Deke laughs, but his eyes narrow at Amy as if he's silently scolding her.
The sound kicks back in, and Amy goes so far as to wink at Kane. My fists clench at my sides as I hold my breath.
I'm so sick of her!
"We'll talk about this later," he growls, but she just shrugs and smiles before walking off.
He turns back to me to meet my scrutinizing glare burning into him.
"Please don't," he says before I even start to speak.
"What? Tell you how old this has gotten? It's always the same. She acts out to gain your attention, which you always give her immediately after. And people say I have daddy issues."
My sardonic release isn't lost on him even under the deafening music that has resumed. I walk away, pushing through the partiers on my way to grab my own drink. One second things are really hot, but Amy is good at icing the flames.
I grab the first empty glass I see and pour some of the chilled rum into it. Kane catches up to me just as I draw in the first sip.
"Alyssa, I really don't want to fight about this. I don't know what to say besides I'm sorry for upsetting you."
I just shake my head as I stare at all the oblivious people enjoying their short lives. This isn't my world. This isn't my place. I shouldn't be here with him, messing up his short life while he has time to enjoy someone he can be with.
"Kane, I'm sorry, too. I'm going back to my place tonight. This was all... It was crazy. We barely know each other, so me moving in was a stupid move to begin with. I've got a lot going on with my mom right now, and it's obvious you have stuff to deal with as well. I'll come get my clothes tomorrow."
I put the glass back down and start toward the door. Before I can reach it, he's pulling me back, halting my retreat.
"I understand you're mad, but why does it feel like you're breaking up with me?"
My chest becomes heavy and each breath is painful. Staring into his perfect emerald eyes, I want to tell him how I really feel. I could lose myself in him forever if I had the choice.
I would happily give up immortality and keep a short life span just to be with him. Unfortunately, even if I could do such a thing, there aren't any guarantees. I'd rather leave without anything souring our memories... even though Amy is sour enough.
"Because... because..." Damn this is so hard. My tears start breaching my eyes as I walk out onto the deck.