Page 93 of Would You Rather
“What are you doing here?” I ask him. It’s late, like really late, and while I’d love to have him here, I’m not ready for Gabi to find out about us yet.
He reaches forward, gripping my waist, and pulls me to him. His lips press against my forehead, and I instantly melt into his arms. I’ve never felt like this with someone before, so at ease, so relaxed. I was always on alert with Daniel, always scared, sad, and angry at myself.
The moment he leans in, and his lips brush mine, I’m putty in his hands, willing to do whatever he wants me to do. “You wear glasses?” he asks, pulling back to look at me, his eyes sparkling as he grins. “Fuck, that’s so hot.”
I let out a laugh, adjusting the black frames on my face. “I only use them to study.”
He shakes his head. “Use them more,” he says, leaning down to press his lips against mine, kissing me hard. “Please.”
I’d bet I would do anything he wanted as long as he begged me. I loved hearing the urgency in his voice, pleading, begging. “What are you doing here?” I ask him again. “It’s late.”
“Came to see my girlfriend,” he murmurs between kisses, his lips trailing down my jaw and neck.
A breathy moan escapes my lips, and I quickly press my lips together. He’s called me that a few times, but it still shocks me every time. “Me?” I gasp when his teeth tug on my neck, soothing it with a lick of his tongue.
He chuckles, pulls back, and grabs onto my face, staring into my eyes. “I don’t have any other girlfriend that I’m aware of,” he says before he lets out a sigh. “I missed you so fucking much. I was lying in bed so painfully aware that the only place I wanted to be was with you.”
He rests his forehead on mine, and my heart flutters. “I saw you this morning,” I remind him. We’ve started a little routine of getting coffee together every morning. That way, we can still make sure the public knows we’re dating, but my friends don’t find out that it’s real. I know I need to tell them soon, but… Ireallydon’t want to dye my hair red.
“Take pity on your boyfriend,” he says. “I’m very needy.” His lips land back on mine, and he moves his hand to the backof my neck, moving my head for better access. “Can I come inside?” he whispers against my lips.
I look behind my shoulder at Gabi’s bedroom door. My brows knit together, and I turn to face him. “You need to be quiet,” I tell him, pulling him inside before I close the door behind us, careful not to make any noise.
“Why?” he asks with a smirk. “You got a guy in here?”
I roll my eyes. “Funny. Like I haven’t already got my hands full with you.”
He chuckles, his eyes narrowing with lust. “Mmm. That’s right. So full.”
I push him into my room, and he lands on my bed with a laugh. “You’re an idiot,” I tell him. “I haven’t told Gabi about us yet.”
His eyebrows furrow. “You said she knew.”
“That it was fake,” I amend. “Not that we started dating for real.”
“So tell her now,” he says with a lift of his shoulder.
I let out a sigh, placing my hand on my hip. “Well, the thing is, we kind of made a bet.”
“A bet?”
I nod. “Last year, after Leila and Aiden got together, Gabi was so adamant she’d end up as a fifth wheel, and I bet her that if I got into a relationship before her, I’d dye my hair red.”
His eyebrows lift. “Wow. Bold for someone who plans what they’re going to eat.”
“I know,” I say with a sigh, sitting on the bed beside him. He twists to look at me, and my stomach flips. He looks so good here. “I honestly thought I’d win,” I tell him. “I never thought I’d be in a relationship. Ever again. I hated the thought.”
He places his hands under his chin, blinking innocently. “Keep talking. These are such sweet words.”
I let out a laugh. “You remember what I was like.”
“A pain in my ass? Yeah.”
I smirk, shaking my head. “I’m serious, Lucas. I never thought this would happen for me ever again.”
His brows knit together in concern. “Any reason why?” he asks.
Daniel. “I just… didn’t,” I say with a shrug. I want to tell him so bad; I want to be able to confide in him and let him in, but it’s so scary telling the guy you’re in love with how weak you were.
