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Chapter 40
Stella
Embarrassment infused my cheeks with heat as I ran out of the parking garage. What the fuck was wrong with me? I’d just spent the night with Harley, had sex like a gazillion times - fantastic sex no less - yet here I was, making out with Brax like a horny teenager.
Fuck my life. I needed therapy. Normal girls didn’t lust after multiple guys at once. That kind of thing only happened in books. Not in the real world. What on earth must Harley think of me?
I cringed. He must hate me right now. My bed was barely cold and I was kissing his best friend. Well, slightly more than kissing. We’d been exactly 5 seconds away from fucking in Brax’s car. Although I wasn’t sure such a feat was physically possible, I’d have given it a good go.
My panties were soaked and my body thrummed with heat. Before I came to this stupid college, edging was a concept I’d heard of, but never experienced. Now? It felt like I was being edged all the fucking time. I was surrounded by gorgeous guys I wanted to fuck, and even after a night spent doing exactly that, I wasn’t satisfied. Not even a little bit.
My apartment door was right in front of me when a hand grabbed my shoulder.
“Will you stop for a minute?”
I jerked back in surprise; unaware Harley had been following me. Shit, he probably wanted to yell obscenities, call me a slut and worse. Not that I blamed him. I pretty much was one.
“I’m sorry,” I muttered, as I fumbled with my key.
“Stella, it’s fine, I’m not mad. But we do need to talk about this.”
My door finally opened, and I practically fell into my room. Just in time, as Cassie appeared behind Harley.
“Harley, what are you doing in her room?” she screeched as he stepped inside and slammed the door in her face. I heard her shouting through the door, probably attracting lots of attention, but I was not in the mood to deal with her drama right now.
“Go on,” I said as I kicked my sneakers off. God, I was tired. It felt like I’d barely had any sleep last night. Oh wait. I hadn’t. Go figure. “Yell at me. Call me names. I can handle it.”
I lay down on my bed, exhausted. Emotionally and physically. Whatever Harley had to say, I’d deal. It wouldn’t be the worst thing to have happened to me in the last few months. Nothing could top Dad’s arrest and public vilification.
Harley dropped down on the bed beside me, concern etched all over his face. He reached out and pushed some strands of hair away from my eyes.
“I’m really not mad at you, Stella. We all had a chat a while back and agreed that whatever happened between us all, we weren’t going to fight over you.” He leaned over me, holding my gaze. “I’ll admit I was a bit angry with Brax when I saw you together, but only because it took me by surprise. I’m not angry with you. I know you’re attracted to him. The sexual tension between you two is off the charts.”
What was he saying, they’d all had a chat about me? What the fuck?
“You guys talk about me? Discuss visitation rights, so to speak?” I wasn’t embarrassed anymore. I was fucking angry. What was I? A dog? Did they think they could divvy up my affections between them, without consulting me?
Harley looked alarmed. “Not like that! We had a conversation where we all admitted we liked you and then agreed that we didn’t want to fall out over it.”
Some of my anger faded. I didn’t like the fact they’d been talking about me, but I suppose it was inevitable. After all, they shared an apartment, and they were all friends. It was no different to me discussing men with a girlfriend.
Assuming I had one. Which I didn’t.
Tessa was the closest thing to a friend I had right now, but we weren’t exactly close. Mostly because I was keeping her at arm’s length for her sake as well as mine.
Then my heart fluttered in my chest when Harley’s words sank in.
“Quinn likes me? I mean likes me, likes me?”
“Yeah, did you not realize?”
“No, not really. I mean, he’s always been nice to me, but he’s never crossed a line.” I threw him a look as if to say, unlike you, and he smirked.
“Yeah, he’s hot for you too. You have us all eating out of your hand, sweetheart. Now come here, I need a cuddle.” He pulled me into the circle of his arms and my heart slowed down. I always felt safe with Harley. It was his special gift.
“Who’d have thought it, Harley Jackson a cuddler!” I teased.
“Shhh, don’t tell anyone!” He laughed and I smiled. As if I would. Besides, nobody would believe me.
