“I don’t care,” I tell him, tired of fighting how I feel. “I want you.”
“I want you, too, but if we get caught, it will be over for us.”
“They won’t find out, I promise.”
I climb on top of him as his hands softly graze my thighs. My lips find his instantly, a gentle kiss that deepens as my body aches so desperately for him. We come up for a breath, only to fall back into feverish kisses. Our soft moans, barely audible for fear of being heard, get lost in the intensity of our actions.
I remove my tee, exposing my breasts. Beneath me, Will’s body tenses, his hands cupping my breast while he pushes his groin against me. The thought of being caught becomes this unknowing thrill, forcing me to strip him bare, including myself, so we’re both naked.
Without warning him, I slide myself on to feel him clench beneath me. We grind softly, doing our best to keep quiet. Every inch of my body cries out to be touched. All senses heightened more than ever before. I slow down, running my hand along his jaw.
“It’s only you,” I murmur, slowing my movements. “Austin means nothing to me.”
“I know.”
“Do you know?”
He places his hands on my cheek, caressing it softly. “Amelia, my feelings for you are… I can’t explain it. I’ve never felt this way over anyone, and it scares me. You’re nineteen.”
“I know. I’m young.”
“You have your whole life ahead of you.”
I feel vulnerable, but even at this moment, he strokes my cheek gently as my heart races, aware that he’s still inside me.
“But I don’t want to stop,” he says with finality.
Even though our eyes barely meet in the darkness, there’s something that passes between us, something so strong that neither of us can no longer deny. His lips kiss mine softly, and that connection between us deep
ens as we both make love, finishing in harmony.
With our breaths short, I pull myself off and continue to lay on top of him.
I don’t know how long I should stay here in his arms under the roof of my parents’ home.
But one thing I knew for sure is that Ava is right.
I am falling in love with him.
Twenty-Five
Will
Everything changed after that night in LA.
The admission we both made was raw, in the moment, but nevertheless, the truth. We were fighting the same battle against our emotions and finally gave up—the force too strong.
We’d become addicted to one thing—each other.
With this came the challenge of holding together our relationship while trying to hide it from those close to us. Being in LA in the presence of Lex and Charlie was too hard.
We tried our best to remain amicable without the stolen glances, but it all became too much when Charlie insisted we spend time together as a family.
I’ve always respected Charlie, thought of her like my own mother, which makes the deceit harder to control. I’ve allowed myself to take their daughter under their roof, but resisting Amelia is futile. She has this hold over me, one that consumes me whole.
Work needs attention, and thankfully, Lex doesn’t question my desire to fly back to New York. He knows the importance of closing some deals we’ve been trying to finalize, so I fly back the next night, eager for some normality.
Amelia follows two days later, using some excuse of trying to catch up on studying before New Year’s with the hope to gain some additional class credits. Our reasons, while somewhat valid, are all in an effort to be alone.