Killian crosses the room to where I stand. “Shh.” His finger moves to silence me. “I’m going to kiss you. Then I’m going to pass out on Hayley’s bed because if I lay next to you, I will have another terrible case of blue balls all night, and I can’t suffer that again.”
That makes me laugh but he cuts me off when his lips come down on mine with a bruising force. For someone who doesn’t want to fuck me he sure is making love to my mouth. His breath tastes of grape bubblegum and liquor. Memories of the night before flash in my mind. Killian down on his knees in the shower washing me. He looked up at me like he worshipped me, and I grabbed him by the hair, and he pressed his face against my panties. He didn’t move to touch me even though I wanted him to.
He said, “If I did, you’d hate me for it tomorrow.” I couldn’t tell if it was the water from the shower spraying down him or if he actually had tears in his eyes when he told me no.
I pull away. “I was horrible to you last night. I’m sorry.”
“Nothing to be sorry for. You tortured me and loved it. We’re a lot more alike than you know, Liri. I think I see parts
of myself in you and that scares me too. Because you have no idea how easily you can destroy me if I let you. You loved knowing that I wanted you…it made you hot. Made you feel powerful.”
Killian kisses me again, and I don’t want him to stop. I didn’t want him to deny me last night. What would he do if I told him that I want him right now? Would he tell me no?
A text sounds on my phone and Killian grabs it off my bed. “Who is texting you this late?” he looks at the screen. His eyes darken. “Hunter’s downstairs.”
“Killian, he’s here so I can tell him I made a mistake and never should have agreed to go out with him because I’m–I want be your friend too.”
“Good. You don’t need to see him though. I can type the message for you.”
“He’s my friend, and I won’t be mean to him.”
“But you’ll torture me by making me sit here while you go see him. Don’t you hear how fucked up that sounds, Liri?”
“He’s still my friend, Killian. Not like you but… don’t be difficult. Not tonight.”
“Then I’m coming with you.”
He’s jealous.
“Okay but you had better be nice and let me do the talking.”
“I can’t fucking believe I am going with you to break up with someone.”
“I can’t breakup with someone I wasn’t dating.”
“Then why do you need to talk to him at all?” His question comes out in a heated shout.
“Why are you being like this? Where is all this coming from? He interns for my Uncle. I don’t want things to be weird and you are making this way more complicated than it needs to be.”
“I’m a complicated guy.”
“Yes, you are. I’m going down to the lobby to tell him that I can’t go out with him on dates anymore.”
“Does that mean you’ll still be seeing him as friends?”
“You can’t tell me who to talk to or who to be friends with.”
“Fine.”
“Fine.” I start toward the door.
“Don’t go out that door, Liri.”
“And if I do? What are you going to do? Tell me you take everything you just said to me back? Tell me you no longer want to see me? Because we both know the moment you don’t get your way that’s exactly what you will do. You’re like a spoiled child.”
“I was going to say don’t go out that door without me, but you interrupted me”
“Oh.”