He chuckles. "Gladly, I'm not opposed to being the little spoon. Especially when those delicious breasts are going to be at my back.
Snuggling up to my front, he takes my arm and places it around his middle. "Goodnight, Pres."
"Goodnight." I whisper as Gunner covers me with the blanket.
"Gunner?" I ask.
"Yes." His voice is thick with sleep.
"Why do you have a Jason mask, too?"
He tenses for only a moment before he gives me another command. "Go to sleep, Pres."
I’ll be quiet for now, because I don't feel like fighting any more tonight, but I will find out. "Gunner?"
"What?" Surprisingly, he only sounds mildly irritated.
"Will you please turn on my ceiling fan? The amount of body heat y'all are putting out can't be normal."
He grunts. "Do you promise to go to sleep after?"
"Yep."
"Okay, brat, I can handle that." He smiles, before delivering a kiss to my upturned cheek.
EIGHTEEN
Kai, Please!
I thought that after our night together, my life would change for the better. That was a lie, because now I’m more miserable than ever.
-Presley Kate
I'm not exactlysure what I thought would happen after my night with Kai and Gunner, but I didn't think it would be my current situation. This week has been torture to say the least. I’m angry at myself for hoping for anything different.
Gunner has gone back to being Gunner. Present, yet elusive. The only notable change is the intensity of his stares. They’ve always been swoon worthy but now they are hotter than a South Georgia sunset.
They want me, I know they do, but they haven’t tried to touch me since. I haven’t had an orgasm yet either, it’s like I’m
punishing myself because I’m miserable.
We’ve gone back to our weekly routine of classes, study sessions and easy lunches at Wonderland. What I can’t figure out is why we’ve stopped eating in Gunner’s apartment. He said that they were remodeling it, but they already did that last year. Now we eat in the tea room when no one is in a therapy session.
I’ve been watching them closely, and they’ve disappeared down the hall that holds cell block unit 666, when they are supposed to be doing rounds more than once. They’re hiding something from me, and I intend to find out what it is. My gut tells me it’s bad, and one day I’ll gather enough courage to follow them.
The last thread of my hope was severed when I saw Kai and his ex-booty call, Amber in the science building yesterday. She had her hand on his chest, and while he wasn’t flirting with her, he didn’t move her hand either. I'm done with being the pawn in this game of chess I’ve found myself playing.
Gone is the timid fly caught in their web. No, this weekend, I plan on becoming the spider. Fuck them and their mixed messages.
It's not like I could ever be in a real relationship with them anyway, and it’s time that instead of just reminding myself of that fact, I start actually believing it.
I don’t regret our night together, but it can’t happen again. The lines are too blurred as it is, and my heart can’t take another rejection.
My purse vibrates from an incoming text message. I almost don’t check it in fear that it’s from my stepbrothers.
Leo:Hey gorgeous. Have you secured an invite yet for Friday?
Leo, has an apparent death wish, and has asked me out on adate to the most exclusive event of the year. All that's left for me to do is acquire an invite, which is why I hope Kai is in an extremely good mood today.
