CHAPTER FIFTEEN
“I’m not feeling well,” Nora said, rubbing her temples. “Luce, do you mind cleaning up the dining room for me? I’m gonna go lie down. I know we were supposed to hang out tonight but you two can go ahead. I want to go to sleep.” She was setting the stage for me. Wonderful.
“Babe, what’s wrong?” Eric asked like he gave a shit. He only cared about himself.
“I have an awful migraine. I want to lie down in a quiet, black room. You two…get to know each other more. Hang out.” She waved her hand at us and stood. I gave her a hug and kissed her soft lips.
“You need anything, Sissy?”
“No, but please be nice, Lucy.Verynice.” She stressed her words and I nodded with a sure smile.
“Wouldn’t dream of being mean toErica. We’re practically BFF’s now. Right,?” He grumbled something before taking dishes into the kitchen. “You leave him to me,” I said in a quiet voice.
“Okay. You still have my phone?” She asked me. I patted my back pocket and nodded. “Set it up high somewhere and put it on Facetime. I’ll be watching on mute from the computer upstairs.” She was so smart. I loved that about my twin. I slapped her ass and sent her upstairs before joining Eric in the kitchen.
“So, what are we doing tonight?” I asked him.
“I don’t know. I’m kinda thrown off since Nora isn’t feeling well.”
“Yeah, I know. It sucks. Well, if you don’t wanna hang out with me, I understand,” I shrugged.
“Nah, I’m sure we can find something to do together, Lucy.” The cocky look on his face was unmistakable. I grinned big and bright. Not because he was sexy but because I knew I’d hook him. I put leftover food into containers and Eric put the dishes into the dishwasher.
When I bent over to put the food in the fridge, I felt Eric standing behind me. “Maybe Nora having a twin isn’t that bad,” he mused.
“Is that right?” I stood up and fluffed my long waves over to one shoulder.
“Yeah. Plus, I can tell you how gorgeous you are without it being weird. Right?” I pushed past him and he grabbed my hips, pulling me close. I could smell his cologne and it smelled expensive. It wasn’t like Chase’s scent.
His scent was soft but unmistakable. He smelled fresh and warm and…why the hell was I thinking about Chase? I shook him from my thoughts because I was on a mission.
“You’re gorgeous, Lucy. I don’t want to fight with you anymore.”
“Thank you, Eric.” I had to bite my tongue so an insult didn’t slip out.
“Let’s go to the den.” He pulled my hand but I took it back and told him to go ahead. I wanted to grab a soda. I really grabbed Nora’s phone. I looked into the screen and rolled my eyes. She laughed and I slipped the phone in my pocket. When I got into the den, Eric was on the phone so I pretended to look at pictures on the mantle. I set Nora’s phone up then tossed him a soda. I made sure to sit on the love seat while he sat on the couch. He stretched his long legs out and looked at me instead of the TV. “Why are you all the way over there?” He asked. Typical trash question.
“I don’t know. I’m just sitting down. Where should I sit, Eric?” I asked him. He patted the empty spot beside him and I moved closer.
“Better. You know what’s even better?” He asked, wetting his lips with his tongue.
“What’s that?” He was smooth, he didn’t say anything, he pulled me on his lap and I laughed, looking down at him. “So, there’s this girl named Nora. I think you’re kind of engaged to her and I’m kind of her sister.” I tilted my head to the side and he tugged on my hair.
“You’re a carbon copy of her, right? So technically it’s not cheating.” He rested his lips on my chest and my skin crawled. I thought it would be easier to fuck Eric but it didn’t matter how sexy he was. He was supposed to be in love with Nora.
“Eric, she’s right upstairs.”
“She’s sleeping.” He slid his hands around to my ass and pulled me against his body so I felt his erection. The fact that he was so hard was gross.
“So we’re supposed to fuck right here on her couch while she’s not feeling well upstairs?” The more the situation unfurled, the angrier I got. He was absolute garbage and Nora deserved better. I glanced at the mantle and hoped she could see the look in my eyes.
I didn’t want to go through with it.
Something felt wrong. Nothing about it felt playful. Eric was holding me too tightly. He was too intense. He kissed my neck and I tried to wiggle out of his grasp. “I don’t think we should do this, Eric. It’s not right.” Those were true words and not staged.
“Don’t act like you don’t want this dick, Lucy. I know you’ve been flirting with me.”
“Not really, I insult you around every corner,Erica.” He slapped my ass and I rolled my eyes. “Can I get up now?”