"Here."
Hayden went ramrod straight. "You mean to tell me he came to have sex with you here? In your condo, where you couldn't escape him? Did you do it so he'd pay more attention to you?"
That upset me.
"There was no need to escape him because I didn't want to." My voice rose as I accentuated each word with a sharp bite. "I wanted it, I liked it." The thought of having sex with Kova caused a stir of sensations to stream through my body. My cheeks flushed again. Even though I was devastated over the fact that he took me out of the meet, I couldn't stop my body from reacting to him. Everything we shared was everything I wanted, and trying to get Hayden to comprehend that was deeming to be a challenge.
"You're blushing." Hayden's head tilted to the side and his jaw dropped. "You're thinking about it, aren't you? You're thinking about fucking him." Shaking his head in disbelief, Hayden poured himself a whole shot and quickly threw it back, then he filled mine but I didn't move to drink it. "I can't believe it," he muttered under his breath with disgust.
My brows shot up. I looked over his shoulder. "No, I'm not."
"You're lying. I can see it in your eyes."
"Fine. I am. What do you want from me, Hayden? I'm telling you the truth—it's what you asked for. I liked having sex with Kova, I liked everything about it. I can't help if thinking about it gets me all hot and bothered." Hayden went to speak but I cut him off. "And he didn't come here to fuck, he came to talk to me. One thing led to another and it kind of just happened."
He gave me a droll stare. "Things like that don't just happen, Aid—"
"I can't just fall onto a dick, I know," I mocked. "Avery said the same thing."
Hayden let out a laugh, lightening the tension in the room. My shoulders relaxed. "Well, Avery's right. It's not possible."
"Yeah, I know, but Hayden…you don't understand. It's honestly not what you think. We connected on a purely psychological level. We understand each other and want the same things. Never in a million years did I expect this to happen."
He shook his head, disagreeing. "He's your coach, though. He, more than anyone, knew better than to get involved with his gymnast. Let alone, your age. I place the blame solely on him for what's happened, he's the catalyst in all of this. I don't understand how he could take advantage, Aid. It's disgusting."
I flinched.
Hayden sighed. "I'm trying to understand this, but I don’t think I ever will. He should've put a stop to it before it could even start. How can you not see what he did to you is wrong?"
I was tired of it all. "Maybe it's not something that needs to be understood."
"It doesn't work like that in the eyes of the law." He paused, his forehead creasing. "Were you at least using protection? Please tell me you're on birth control."
I gave a subtle shake of my head in answer.
"Bareback," he bit out. "Please don't tell me he fucked you without a condom." I averted my gaze. He continued. "Unbelievable. He's a dumb fuck if I ever saw one. What guy doesn't carry a condom?"
My brows furrowed. "You mean, you always have one on you?"
"Yes!"
"Oh." I paused. "Like right now, you have one on you?"
"Yes!" he exclaimed, like it was an obvious thing. "Don't be so naive, Aid."
I took offense to that. "I'm not naive. I just didn't think all men carried a condom around, it's so cliché."
"Getting an STD is not on my to-do list, and girls don't typically carry them in their purses."
A sad chuckle escaped me. "That's true." My eyes popped. "Fuck!" I took the shot and hastily handed Hayden the little glass. I didn't even have time to cringe from the bitter, disgusting taste.
Jumping up from the couch, I ran to the bar where I left my duffle bag, and shuffled through it. I wasn't a drinker in the slightest, so the vodka had started to flush my blood with warmth and loosen me.
"What are you doing?" he asked, following me. Sighing in relief, my shoulders sagged when I found what I was looking for. I turned around and held the box up next to my face. Hayden glanced at what I held in my hand. His face slowly transformed into a fusion of puzzlement, wrath, and revulsion. His jaw hardened and I bit my lip. The air changed around us.
"He makes you take the morning after pill? Are you fucking kidding me? Do you know how bad that is for your body?" he roared. Hayden yanked it out of my hand and flipped it over to read the back.
"He doesn't make me take it, it was my suggestion since I’m not on birth control. I never needed it before."