Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 73153 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73153 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
"You . . . You were going to leave the room." I was so confused.
He sighed, grabbing my hand and placing it over the top of his jeans. My eyes widened in realization.
Oh.
"I wasn't leaving the room because I find you disgusting, baby,” Trevor told me gently. “You’re the most beautiful person I've ever seen in my life. I was going to leave the room because you've had a rough night, and I don't need to be tempted by you while you're naked." He leaned down, taking my face into his hands, kissing me. "You're always a temptation for me, baby, and it's hard to resist you after having you once. You need rest—not sex. I promise I'll make love to you when I think you're ready again, but until then, it’s extremely hard to be around you without getting hard myself."
I sighed. I thought he had better control over himself than that.
"Don't you have better control?" I asked him quietly, my wide eyes looking up into his darkening ones. "You know, after all the girls you've been with?"
He chuckled and closed his eyes, shaking his head. "With you, baby, there is almost no control. I will always want you. When I see you in front of me, I get turned on regardless of if you’re naked or if you’re wearing your baggy hoodie.”
I leaned up and kissed him softly, not letting it go too far, knowing I couldn't handle it after everything that had happened to me tonight.
"Try?" I asked quietly, my voice almost a whisper. "I don't want to be alone right now."
He nodded, stepping back from me. Once I was dressed, I walked over to my bed, sliding beneath the covers. He took his shirt and jeans off, sliding into the bed beside me. He spooned me from behind, holding my hands in his.
"I love you, baby girl."
A small smile settled over my lips. "I love you, too.”
Though once I fell asleep, Trevor’s warmth and security wrapped around me weren’t enough to help me.
Those green eyes, the same color as mine, haunted me in my dreams.
Chapter Fifteen
Ijumped awake, my eyes flashing open. I sucked in a large breath of air, my heart pounding hard in my chest. My hands fluttered up to my throat as I sat up.
Fuck, it had felt so real. I had thought for sure that I was being strangled.
It had been an entire week, and I had finally stopped having nightmares, but then as soon as Trevor went back home, and I began sleeping by myself again, the nightmares came back in full force.
Someone knocked on my bedroom door, and I cringed, realizing I wasn't wearing long sleeves and sweatpants. I was wearing shorts and a tank top, making the scars on my skin extremely visible to whoever was on the other side of that door.
I was still so ashamed of them.
"Hold on!" I called out. I jumped out of bed, yanking on a hoodie and sweatpants to cover my damaged skin.
I swung open my bedroom door, my tired eyes meeting Kaleb's. I had been avoiding him ever since Trevor had gone back home. I didn't want him lashing out at me again, and I knew he was upset at me for being with Trevor. I didn't completely understand why he wanted me. Hell, I didn't even understand why Trevor wanted me.
"Can we talk?" He stuffed his hands into his pockets, rocking back and forth on his feet.
I nodded mutely, opening my door wider for him to enter. He stepped inside as I walked back over to my bed, leaving my door open. He took a seat in my bean bag chair. "I'm sorry for what I said to you,” Kaleb finally muttered after we sat in awkward silence for a moment.
I shrugged. It was whatever, I guessed. I was so used to being treated like shit when people were angry with me that this wasn’t that unfamiliar to me.
"It's okay.” I looked down at my hands, twisting my fingers together in my lap.
I just felt like shit and wanted to be alone. I had been trying to sleep all night, yet every time I had managed to fall asleep, I was haunted by him torturing me. I wasn’t too keen on having this talk.
"It's not okay." Kaleb sighed. "I've liked you since I laid eyes on you.” I cringed internally at his words. “I liked your evasive answers when I first spoke to you. You were different. I wanted nothing more than to bring you out of your shell and have you fall in love with me.” He shook his head, a bitter laugh escaping his lips. “Though the second Trevor walked through the door and laid eyes on you, I knew I couldn't have you. When Trevor sets his eyes on something, he has to have it, and he wanted you."