Page 86 of Rebellious

I chuckle, then cross into the kitchen and open the fridge, pulling out two waters. “I think we can tear ourselves away to eat.”

Drew ponders my statement like he never thought you could take a break between sex.

I shake my head. “What time is the party?”

Fenn pipes up. “Eleven.”

Looks like it’ll be another salad evening. I kiss Fenn on the cheek. “I’ll see you later.” I watch as he wipes my kiss off his face before I turn to Drew and kiss him too. Unlike my brother, he doesn’t wipe it off. “Don’t break my brother,” he tells me.

I nod. “No promises.”

More than likely, his brother will break me.

Taking the bars and waters into the bedroom, I find Bennett exactly how I left him—asleep and sexy. “Rise and shine,” I sing, setting the supplies down and grabbing the black bag from the bathroom.

“Your brother made me promise to feed you.” I giggle, putting my knees on the bed and crawling over him. “Just in case you stood up and passed out like the freshman girl he dated.”

I’m not even shocked it happened. Wherever Drew goes, ridiculousness always follows.

“Ugh. Tell me he didn’t say that.”

He turns onto his back and I’m able to straddle him properly. “He did.” I hold up the bag. “But just so we don’t have to call emergency medical services, we’re going to make sure we head off any episodes.”

Bennett rolls his eyes. “I’m fine.”

That he is, but not in the sense he means. “Humor me.”

I use his words against him. “Fine.” He sighs.

There’s that word again.

I open the bag and pull out an alcohol pad and the glucometer. “Wait,” he says, suddenly more alert.

“What?”

He sits up, sliding me back with his hands on my hips. “How are you feeling?” He slips his fingers between my thighs. “Are you sore?”

I shrug, pulling on his wrist. I need him focused for what I’m about to do, not distracted with me. “I’m a little sore but nothing terrible.” I shove at his chest, but he doesn’t lay back. “Don’t even think you’re getting out of the rest of the summer.”

He narrows his eyes. “That’s not what I was thinking.”

I can never be too sure what goes on in that pretty little head of his. “I’m fine.”

“And annoying,” he adds.

“No more than you,” I return, getting back to my task at hand. I open the wipe and lay it on his chest. “We’re going to try something different today,” I tell him.

“No,” he clips. “I don’t want to do this today.”

Clearly, this isn’t the first time I’ve tried this. Unlike before, though, I didn’t have the power of my pussy. “Bennett,” I chide. “You need to learn how to give yourself a shot.”

Honestly, it weighs on my mind. “I can’t leave not knowing if you can give yourself a shot.”

He waves me off. “You could just not leave?” He offers.

How can a handful of words reach down into your soul and crush you? “I’m serious, Bennett. I need to know you can do it.”

We both know we’re out of options at the end of the summer. In order to stay together, Bennett will need to transfer and give up a year of football and possibly piss his football career away or I will need to work with Thad. Which, in all honesty, wouldn’t be the worst thing I could decide. But there’s part of me, a tiny part, that hears what my mother said. Who is Aspen without Bennett? Is she going to chase her dream or his?

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