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“I want that,” she whispered, seeming stuck in a daze. She shook her head, then cleared her throat. “I mean… I need to think about this.” She looked at me. “We should all take some time to really think about this.”
“You did kind of just drop this on us,” I said, raising a brow at him. I could have put in there how he’d all but stomped on my heart and tossed me out of his life a few hours ago, but I thought better of it.
“Yeah,” he said, looking a little confused on what to do now. “I get that. Just… let me know…”
He stood and reluctantly turned toward the door.
“I told Boom to take off,” he mumbled. “So, I’ll take watch. I guess… I’ll be outside.”
“You don’t have to stay outside,” I said, almost too sweetly.
“You sure?” he asked, whipping around and looking ready to jump back in the bed.
“Yeah. There’s a couch downstairs you can crash on.”
Okay, so maybe I was still hurt and pissed off at what he’d done to me earlier.
With a sad nod, he turned and opened the door. The house party was still in full swing. I was surprised no one had called the cops yet.
“I hate that you live here,” I barely heard him mutter before he left, closing the door behind him.
After a second, Cat burst into laughter that she tried to cover up with her fist.
“That was mean,” she scolded sweetly. Which I was certain only Cat could do.
I shrugged.
“Want to stay?” I asked. I knew we weren’t going to talk about what just happened yet, but I wasn’t ready to be alone.
“Yeah,” she said softly as she flopped back onto the mattress. “What a night.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
Wrench
My leg was bouncing as I sat on the edge of my bed.
Cat had sent a text to Evan and me, saying that she wanted to meet us. They both were on their way over to my room now, and I was a nervous mess. I didn’t know what to expect.
I’d done good leaving it. Cat had said she needed time to think, needed to process. Which made sense, but it had been three days and this was the first time I’d heard from her. It made me think that things were not going to go well and that I’d fucked everything up beyond repair with my… idea.
I still couldn’t see how it was a bad one. Sparrow’s words had finally untwisted in my brain, and I’d been slapped with what she’d been trying to say. It could have been the thought of truly losing Cat and Evan at the same time that made me get it, but I figured it didn’t matter since I fuckinggot itnow. Hell, the moment that light went off in my head, I had rushed out of my room like a madman in search of them.
Maybe I’d been too bold. Too in the face about it. Maybe I could have found a better way to ease into it rather than going in for the kiss right away like I had. But I wasn’t good with words. I wasn’t good at explaining what it was that I was thinking. I also wasn’t good with slow. Once I realized something, it was hard for me to ignore it or give myself time to digest it. And that might have been when it got a little out of hand.
Even so, I wanted it. I wanted both of them. I knew it probably wasn’t going to be easy. Hell, just the thought of how Cat’s dad would react when he found out had me a little scared. But I wasn’t going to back down. I knew this was right. It felt so fuckin’ right in my soul.
If only I knew how it felt tothem.
I didn’t like being shut out.
Which, yeah, I realized was karma punching me in the face for what I’d done.
“Hey,” Ev said after he pushed the door to my room open and stepped inside.
“Hey!” I said way too eagerly. I jumped off the bed and was in front of him in two strides. My hands were out, ready to cup his face and kiss him, but then I froze. “Uh, can I kiss you?”
He let out a nervous laugh.
