Aly blinked twice and just like that, her shock turned into scorn and she stormed right past me.
“Why does it matter, Emmett?” Her voice trembled as my eyes devoured her ass in that blue dress. “You and I have an agreement, remember? We’re supposed to be – ”
“Friends. Yeah. I know,” I ground out as I caught up to her in the kitchen. “But for friends, we’ve definitely seen each other naked way too many fucking times.”
“Emmett, please,” Aly hissed. A lock of blonde fell from her ponytail as she spun around, pinning an angry, pleading stare at me. “You know I can’t do this with you. You said that if I lived here, we’d be platonic – you promised.”
“What’s platonic about you staring last night instead of walking away?”
“What’s normal about changing with the door open when you have a roommate?”
“I’ve lived alone my whole fucking adult life, Aly, sorry I haven’t changed every one of my habits for you yet.”
“You’re being an asshole right now,” she hissed.
“And you’re in denial,” I seethed. “You want me just as badly as I want you. You’re only going on a date with Drew to get me out of your head. I’ve seen girls do it before and you’re no different.”
“Emmett, please don’t talk like you know anything about me anymore, because you don’t!”
“No shit, Aly, that’s why it’s fucking killing me that you’re about to spend a night talking to Drew and telling him everything I’ve been dying to know about you for twelve fucking years,” I growled so close to her that I could feel her tits grazing my abs. Guilt flashed in her eyes but all she did was glare at me in stubborn silence. “I want to know where you’ve been, what you’ve done – I want to know everything I can about you, Aly, because all I know right now is the fact that you won’t let yourself be with me despite the fact that you want me, and it’s driving me fucking insane!”
“What if I don’t want you?” Aly challenged hotly.
“I know you do,” I muttered furiously. “Aside from the fact that I saw it last night, I saw it the night at the club. Did you already forget what happened then?” I asked, taking full advantage of Aly’s pissed-off silence. “Because if you did let me remind you that you looked at me like you wanted me to fuck you right in that bathroom. You came home with me, you straddled me and you begged me for more of everything I did to that perfect fucking body of yours, so if you want to tell me that you don’t want me, then at least explain that night to me. Because I don’t think I’d ever felt a wetter pussy in my life,” I snarled, her bright pink cheeks sending blood rushing fast to my cock.
God, she looked too fucking good like this. Her chest heaved as she returned the blazing fire in my eyes. But another two seconds of our standoff, and Aly was gone, storming upstairs and shutting the door to her room.
“Fuck,” I muttered, dragging a hand across my jaw and cursing my dick for being hard as a fucking rock. I was pretty damned sure I couldn’t feel any more tortured than I did in that second, but suddenly the show I had playing on the living room TV flickered off.
My eyes were still blazing as I cut them to the screen to see what the hell was going on.
Before I knew what was happening, a video appeared. I caught a glimpse of a girl in a white top and pink panties before my eyes flashed over the words on the screen.
SEXY GIRL PUNISHED FOR SPYING ON CHANGING ROOMMATE.
I stared.
Holy fuck. It took a second for me to realize what was happening – that Aly’s phone was still connected to the TV through airplay.
Which meant she was in her room right now.
Watching goddamned roommate porn.
Blood rushed in my ears as I bounded upstairs in two seconds flat and burst into her room.
12
ALY
“Are you fucking kidding me, Aly?”
Fuck.
“You weren’t supposed to see that!” I blurted, trembling with both fury and mortification as Emmett barreled toward me.
“Are you trying to fuck with me right now?” he seethed, his chest stretching his shirt tight with every harsh breath he sucked in. “Do you want me to punish you for staring at my cock last night? Is that what you want?”
“No!”