His hair falls in front of his eyes as he shakes his head.
“You were staring at that curtain like you were desperate to be the one with her—”
“Because I couldn’t believe she wanted a lap dance.”
“No.” I shake my head.
“You know how I feel?”
“You’re in love with her.”
“No.” His fingers curl around my right wrist. He pins my arm to the door. “Not anymore.”
My body betrays me. It crumbles under his touch. It begs for his hands everywhere. I freeze, unable to do anything but stare back at him.
“What if I was?” He stares back at me. “Who the fuck are you to call me on that?”
“You don’t love her anymore?”
“No.”
“At all?”
“Leigh, what the fuck?”
“Answer the question!”
His eyes go to my wrist. He stares at his hand like he’s not sure how it got there. Releases me. Takes a half step backward. “There’s a part of me wrapped up in her, but it’s shrinking.”
“But you—”
“Don’t give me shit about this. You’re in love with someone else.”
“No, I’m not.”
“Yeah, you—”
“No, Ryan.” I stare into his eyes. “I’m not losing sleep over Dean, or Brendon, or Walker. Or any other guy I know. It’s you.”
His eyes go wide.
“You’re Mr. Powers.” I swallow hard. “You’re the guy I can’t get out of my head.”
Chapter 28
Ryan
You’re the guy I can’t get out of my head.
The words bounce around my brain.
It’s me.
The guy who has her heart, who doesn’t want her back, who’s such a fucking idiot he doesn’t see what’s right in front of his face—
That’s me.
My fingers curl around her wrist. I can’t let her leave. Not now. Not until I wrap my head around this. “What?”