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Her face flushes with embarrassment as she looks away. “No,” she mumbled quietly. “What about you?”
I nod confidently. “Heading to California for school - Stanford University.”
Becca's eyes widen in surprise. “Wow. What are you going for?”
“Bioengineering.”
Becca whistles softly. “That's amazing.”
“I want to help people. Specifically, I want to research ways to combat addiction and aid those struggling with it...I could help people like my sister.”
Becca smiles. "That's... that's really sweet, Danny."
My heart races and my palms begin to sweat as I try to hold her gaze.
Why does she do this to me? Fuck….
The air in Becca's room is thick with tension, and the silence is deafening. We both know what we want, but neither of us knows how to act on it.
I can see the storm raging behind Becca's eyes as she bites down on her bottom lip, a habit that drives me wild. I lean in to kiss her, unable to resist any longer, but at the last second I pull back, clearing my throat awkwardly.
"I-I should probably go to bed," I stutter, feeling like I've said too much already.
Becca nods furiously, her body practically vibrating with pent-up desire. "Yeah, yeah, that's a good idea," she agrees hastily.
"Right, well... goodnight." I quickly make my escape, practically running down the hallway until I reach my room. Collapsing onto my bed, I curse myself for getting so personal with Becca.
We've shared intimate moments before, but this was different. This was emotional and raw and it's throwing me off balance.
Images flash through my mind - having her tied up and so open for me, taking care of Becca when she was drunk and seeing that raw side of her, or even Becca cleaning my wounds. It's confusing and overwhelming and I can't wrap my head around it.
I'm not used to letting people in like this. Normally I keep girls at arm's length, never getting too attached or invested.
But with Becca... I've let her get under my skin in ways I never thought possible. And now I can't help but crave her in every form, even if it's driving me insane.
What am I going to do now?
Chapter fifteen
Rebecca
Linger
Ifindmyselfsurroundedby the hustle and bustle of my school's cafe, lost in thought about this past weekend.
My mind keeps circling back to one question: how did things between Danny and me go from hostile to intimate so quickly?
I can't seem to make sense of it. One moment we were at each other's throats, the next…well, I had him down my throat.
I let out a heavy sigh, absently flipping through the pages of my notebook in front of me.
A soft cough startles me out of my thoughts and I look up to see Penny and Cat standing in front of me. Their smiles are bright, but something about their presence makes me wary.
"Hi," they both say simultaneously.
Penny speaks first, her voice laced with excitement. "We're bringing you into our circle."
I raise an eyebrow and shake my head. "Yeah, no."
