Chasing You (Love Wanted in Texas 5)

Meagan

IT HAPPENED AGAIN yesterday evening. Another knock on my dorm room door. Another guy asking about a blowjob. What in the fuck is going on?

Ever since James asked me to the frat party, things had been different. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but even he was acting strange.

As I made my way to class, I tried to work it out in my head. Three girls approached me with smiles on their faces. I’d recognized the one girl from the party the other night. James told me it was his ex, Claire.

All three girls stopped and waited for me to get closer. “If it isn’t the blowjob queen herself,” Claire said with an evil grin.

I stopped directly in front of them. “Excuse me?”

With a smirk, Claire slowly shook her head as she looked me over. “Please, like you really think someone like you could catch James’ attention.”

So this is about James? With a smile, I tilted my head and said, “I see what’s going on here. The jealous ex doesn’t like the guy she can’t get over showing up with another girl on his arm?” This wasn’t the first time I’d dealt with jealous bitches. Although, I had hoped all this shit would stop when we graduated high school.

An evil look spread across Claire’s face as she took a step closer to me. “You don’t want to fuck with me, sweetheart. I will make your life a living hell.”

Little did I know my next words would cause four years of relentless bullying and endless rumors.

With a wink, I laughed and said, “Bring it on.”

Meagan

GRAYSON RUBBED HIS thumb across my hand while we drove in silence. What am I doing?

I turned and looked out the window as I slowly took in a deep breath before exhaling it ever so slowly. I loved spending time with Grayson. Even when we weren’t between the sheets, I had fun with him.

“What are you thinking about, Meg?” Grayson asked as he squeezed my hand gently.

With a turn of my head, I took in Grayson’s features. His strong jaw, beautiful face, and hair that I wanted to just run my fingers through. Never mind his rock-solid body. It never bothered me that Grayson worked as a stripper to make his way through college. I even fantasized about him doing a little strip show for me, not that I would ever admit that to him. I loved giving him hell about his stint as a male dancer.

Clearing my thoughts, I forced a smile. “Nothing.”

“Liar. Have you forgotten I’m trained to be able to tell when someone is lying?”

With a chuckle, I shook my head and stared out the front window. “What are we doing, Gray?”

Lifting my hand to his lips, he kissed the back of it as my stomach clenched. Ugh. Why did he have to do little things like that? It made me feel all silly inside.

“We’re going back to my hotel to fuck like rabbits.”

Ah. There is the Grayson I know.

My eyes closed and I turned my head.

“Hey, Meg, I’m kidding. I wouldn’t care if you wanted to sit and talk all night. I just want to be with you.”

Anger built up inside as I thought about overhearing him earlier today talking to his cousin Noah about Claire.

My head snapped back to him. “What about the new girl at work?”

Grayson turned and looked at me with a shocked expression. “What?”

“Listen, I’ve changed my mind. Let’s just drop you off at your hotel and then I’m headed to my parents’.”

Grayson immediately pulled the car over and put it in park. “Meg, what just happened here?”

With a halfhearted laugh, I shook my head. I can’t believe this. I cannot believe that Claire Watkins is coming back into my world and turning it upside down again.

“I overheard you talking to Noah.” I glanced over to Grayson and smirked. “Seems to me you have a date waiting back in Durango for you.”

Grayson’s mouth dropped open as his eyes searched my face. “Claire?”

Her name off his lips caused my skin to crawl as memory after memory of guys walking up to me in college, asking me to give them the Meagan Special, hit me full force.

Swallowing hard, I pushed the car door open and got out. My hands went to my knees as I dragged air in.

Damn it! This hadn’t happened to me in a few months. Breathe in, Meg. Dragging a deep breath of air through my nose, I slowly blew it out.

I jumped when Grayson’s hands grabbed my shoulders. “Baby, talk to me. What’s going on?”

Tears built in my eyes as I quickly got my emotions under control. I loved when he

called me baby or babe. It did crazy things to me.

With a quick spin around to face him, I tried to plaster on a smile. The moment his concerned eyes met mine, something in me broke. The shock of seeing him with Claire that day and the idea of my past coming back to haunt me hit me like a brick wall. My smile faded and I lost the battle I had been fighting. Tears pooled in my eyes as I felt the first one fall.

I’d never in my life cried in front of a guy, anyone for that matter. I’d gotten so good at hiding my emotions; I was a pro at keeping myself strong.

Grayson’s eyes widened in disbelief as he watched the tear slowly move down my face.

“Meg,” he whispered as his thumb wiped the tear away.

I quickly snapped out of it and pushed him away. Wiping my tears away, I let out a curt laugh. “Listen, if you’re dating this girl Claire, fine. Just don’t think I’m going to be your little side hook-up, asshole.”

Grayson’s eyes pinched together. “You really think of me like that? That’s what you think we have here, Meg?”

Now I felt the anger coming back. Yes. This is the emotion I need.

My hands folded across my chest. “You tell me, Gray. One minute you’re talking to Noah about a date you’ve got with the new girl at work you’re attracted to, and then next you’re bringing me to your hotel to, what was it you said?” I lifted my eyes up like I was thinking. With a snap of my fingers, I pointed to him. “That’s right. We were going to fuck like rabbits.”

Grayson slowly shook his head. “I was kidding.”

My head tilted as I stared at him. “About what, Gray? Fucking like rabbits or the new hot girl at work you’re taking out to celebrate the new year?”

Grayson closed his eyes and pushed out a frustrated breath as his hands combed through his hair. “Fucking hell, Meg. I don’t understand you. What is it you want from me? I’ve tried like hell to have some sort of relationship with you and you push me away. I’ve been chasing after you for months, only to get mixed signals. So you tell me, what is it you want out of this?”

I swallowed hard and looked away. A part of me desperately wanted to open my heart fully to Grayson. Could I risk being hurt by him if things didn’t work out? Between my father’s expectations of me and the fact that Grayson could easily rip my heart out, I wasn’t sure I was willing to take the chance. “You wouldn’t understand if I told you.”