Page 46 of Stay A Little Longer
Chapter Thirteen
Trent watched Lance leave even though it took everything in him not to grab the man and pull him back inside. Strip him naked and convince him to spend another day in bed with him. Anything to keep them here, in their safe space and out of the real world.
But the real world had already come knocking and there was no going back.
He stomped into the trailer, slamming the door behind him so hard it rattled the entire building, and glared at the little blonde that had just nearly torn his world apart, “Why?”
Lemon only blinked at him, “Why what?”
“Why are you here? Why did you just show up unannounced? You could have ruined everything, do you know that? Do you know how hard I’ve had to work to get him to trust me? And then you show up and nearly ruin everything! Goddamnit Lemon you had no right!”
“Woah, now. Hold on a second.” Lemon held a hand up, “Take a step back and lower your voice. You don’t get to take that tone with me.”
“Lemon…”
“No.” She cut him off with a glare, “No! I get to yell now. Because to answer your questions, no, I have no idea how hard you’ve worked to make him trust you because you haven’t picked up your phone in twenty-four hours. That’s why I showed up.”
“It was one goddamned day!”
“Yeah, one day can change your entire life. I thought you’d know that by now. You didn’t answer your phone and I got worried. Mostly I was worried you’d taken off on your own but of course you didn’t do that. You did something a whole lot dumber. You fell for the straight guy next door like a complete dumbass even after I told you that he was bad news.”
Trent felt like his head was going to explode. He loved Lemon. He really did. He loved her like a sister. Like a sister he wanted to hug and cuddle and protect from the world sometimes. Then, at other times, times like now, he loved her like a sister he wanted to strangle.
“He isn’t bad news. He’s a nice guy, a good guy.”
“No, you have a type, Trent and it’s bad boys. Straight bad boys, actually.”
“Lance isn’t straight!” He snapped.
“Well, clearly. Congrats, you seduced one to the dark side finally.” She rolled her eyes and he physically stepped back from her when the thought of shaking her until her teeth rattled popped into his head.
He wasn’t a violent man. He’d never been a violent man. But the urge to shake Lemon until she listened to him, until she really heard him, was strong.
He forced in a steadying breath and then blew it out slowly before he spoke again, lowering his voice and trying to appear calmer than he felt, “Lance isn’t straight, Lemon. He’s never been straight. I didn’t seduce him. Well, I might have, the first time. But he definitely seduced me the second time and it’s been mutual ever since.”
Lemon blinked at him as if he’d grown another head, “Second time? Mutual ever since? I’m sorry… are you saying that this thing with you and Lance was more than a one-night stand?”
“That’s exactly what I’m saying! I’ve been with him since the night I came to Fate!” He pulled at his hair. “I’m in love with him you idiot!”
His best friend gaped. She actually gaped at him like a fish out of water. Her mouth opened and then closed again without any words coming out. She blinked and studied him for a long moment and then she sat back in the chair she’d taken and crossed her arms over her chest.
“Huh. I didn’t see that coming.”
“No shit. Neither did I.” Trent shrugged his shoulders in defeat, “I wasn’t prepared for him at all but he got under my skin and I… I want him.”
“Well, duh. I saw the way you were looking at him, Trent. I know you want him. That’s obvious.”
“No, Lem. I want him. For keeps. I want him to be mine. Heismine. Even if he’s still wrestling with it in his own head. He knows the truth as much as I do. It’s like he was made for me and it took my world falling apart for me to come here and find him.”
Lemon ran a hand through her hair and sighed, “Trent…”
He cut her off before she could say all the things he knew she would say, “I know. Okay? I know it’s only been a couple of days. I know it seems insane but we just… fit.”
“Trent…”
“Don’t say my name like that. Like you don’t know what I mean. You do! You know! You know that when you know, you just know. You said you felt the same way when you came home to Shane.”
Lemon reached out and grabbed his arm, “Honey, sit down.”
