Page 37 of The Tempted
“You’ve lost your mind,” I said accusingly. “Rico has been nothing but good to me. He’s the only guy who has dated me forme! He has done nothing wrong. I’m the one who has fucked everything up since you came home,” I don’t know why I was defending my relationship when I was the one who hammered the final nail in its coffin, yet still I felt like I owed it to Rico.
“I asked you the other night if you loved him. You never answered me so I’m going to ask you again. Do you love Rico?”
I stared at him blankly for a moment. There was that question again. There was a time I answered without the slightest bit of hesitation, a time when I was willing to shout it from the rooftops that I loved Rico. Now, I couldn’t answer the question because I doubted that I did, and that caused me to wonder if I ever really had.
I snatched my phone from the table and pulled my hand free from Mikey. I pushed back my chair and stood up, glancing down at Mikey.
“I came here today to tell you what happened between us was a mistake. I don’t know why I can’t control my attraction to you, but I promise going forward I will. In fact, I think you and I should steer clear of one another for a while. We are supposed to be friends and the lines keep blurring,” I took a deep breath. “Good luck with the club.”
“Nikki, wait,” he said rising to his feet. He reached for me, but I took another step backward, putting distance between us.
“No, Mikey,” I said. My throat started to feel as if it was closing. I turned around quickly and hurried out of the coffee shop. I left Mikey standing there I could feel his gaze bore into my back as he watched me walk away from him. It would take every bit of strength I had to keep my distance from him. My legs may have been strong enough to carry me away, but I wasn’t so sure about the rest of my parts and I feared I had already left one of them with Mikey in that coffee shop.
