Page 29 of My Favorite Secret
“Harper, what the fuck?”
“Tell me their names.” She shoves my chest so hard that I step back to regain my balance. My back hits the wall.
“You’re acting insane right now.” I gaze down at Harper, this tiny, delicate little girl with my shirt in her fists. Red with jealousy. Violently possessive. She’s still wearing my hoodie. I don’t know what I’m witnessing or why some twisted part of me finds this side of Harper so fucking hot. I’m even getting hard.
A second later, she lets go of me and steps back, overcome with embarrassment. Her gaze drops to the ground and she speaks in flustered bursts. “I’m sorry. This isn’t me. This isn’t you either. I was saving myself for you. I thought we’d get married one day. Why would you do this?”
Hearing her speak like this pushes me to my breaking point. I’m done with trying to coddle her. Now, I’m pissed off, and years of pent-up anger I didn’t even know I had toward Harper start pouring out.
“I let loose for a few nights over the summer because the one fucking girl I want doesn’t want me. I have been waiting years for you. I have been so fucking patient and supportive because I’m so goddamn in love with you. But you don’t feel the same way. You’re off trying to please your parents by dating some secret guy called Paul fuckingFerguson. You’re too busy moping around after my brother, pretending you want me but it’s really him you want. Now, you’re acting like I belong to you, when you’ve made it abundantly clear I’m in your friend zone. I’ve been too blinded to see through your bullshit. Do you know how badly I want to fuck you, Harper? I think you do know. I think you like knowing how desired you are. I’m your lapdog, right? You like having me wrapped around your finger. Yet you don’t ever plan on doing anything with me. My brother is right about you. You’re a tease and nothing more.”
She’s staring at me, speechless, because I’ve called her out. I sigh, wondering if I’ve been too harsh with her. But that’s my problem, I’m always treating Harper like she’s delicate. I’m always pushing down my feelings to cater to her. All I’ve done is speak the truth, even if my choice in wording was brutal.
I take a deep breath, attempting to calm myself. “You know what the most fucked up part about all of this is? I’m still in love with you. I always will be. That assignment I have at school about writing a letter to myself with goal setting—I decided to write the letter to you instead, telling you how much I love you. I asked my father for my mother’s engagement ring so I could propose to you.” I retrieve the letter from my pocket. Bitter laughter leaves my lips as I look down at it. “I went to my car to get the letter. I was going to give it to you tonight and tell you everything. What a fucking joke. Read it. Don’t read it. I don’t care anymore. I’m done.”
I drop the letter on the floor at her feet and walk away.
“Tyler, wait.” Her voice cracks. She’s crying. “Don’t leave. I’m sorry. It’s you and me, always. Remember?”
Hearing her speak our phrase physically hurts. There’spain in my chest, pulling me back to Harper, telling me to wipe away her tears and hold her in my arms.
But I won’t kneel to her this time.
“I’m going back to the city, Harper. I’ve waited too long for you.”
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
FELIX
“Incoming.” Theo laughs under his breath, watching Harper return from her morning jog.
I’m relaxing in the spa. He’s sitting on a sun lounger next to me, fully dressed. Theo drove up from the city with a bag of eclipse for me to sell while I’m in the Hamptons. We’re in the middle of discussing business, but there’s no chance of me concentrating now that Harper has come into view.
I watch her ass in those tiny fuck-me shorts that barely conceal anything. She’s wearing a pink sports bra that props up her perfect tits. Her hair is in a high ponytail. I want to yank it. Hold it like a leash. I want to degrade the fuck out of her.
“Man, you are so fucked,” Theo says. “Your future sister-in-law gets hotter every time I see her. You get more obsessed. I bet the only thing you’re doing during these two weeks away is beating your dick over her.”
He’s not wrong. I amseriouslyfucked.
AndI haven’t stopped jerking off over her.
Every run in I have with Harper, I uncover more of thefreak within her and become more obsessed. One day has passed since the pool house party and I haven’t been able to think about anything other than my encounter with Harper that night. She was so wet against my leg from watching a threesome. She moaned when I applied pressure with my thigh. Her hips rubbed against me, seeking out an orgasm.
My dick twitches, thinking about it now.Fuck. I need to have her.
There’s no way I can have her without screwing over Tyler.
I don’t know what I’m doing with Harper. My brother wants to marry this girl, and yet here I am, beating my dick over her multiple times a day, sneaking into her bedroom and stealing her panties. Stalking her.
I need to forget about Harper.
“Good run?” Theo calls out.
Her eyes whip in our direction, finding me in the spa and Theo with his legs up on a nearby table, hands behind his head. She glares at the two of us, especially Theo. Aside from Tyler, he’s been my closest friend since freshman year of high school and Harper has always hated him. My best guess is because he’s a part of the crowd that “changed me” from the person she used to like.
Nowadays, Theo probably scares her because he’s covered in ink, more so than I am. He has jet black hair, a bunch of piercings, and is always dressed in something dark. There’s nothing welcoming about Theo’s appearance. Wouldn’t want anything less from a drug dealer.
Theo’s older cousin is the brains behind eclipse, a college graduate who is a genius in chemical science. Last year, Theo and I started selling the drug at school. With him now graduated, he distributes eclipse at college.
