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“The letter was from Jamie. Your mom. Said she was working things out with Nathan and that she wasn’t going through with the adoption. She apologized profusely and said she’d honor my dads by keeping the name they’d chosen for a little girl.”
A tear streaks down her cheek. Then another. Another. Before long, the dam breaks and Gemma is boo-hooing in her palms.
Fuck.
I did this.
I broke her.
For years, I dreamed of this moment and now it fucking sucks.
“I always felt second best,” I manage to whisper despite the pain cutting into my throat. “You were always the one. And then…” I trail off and shudder. “I met you in class, put two and two together, and realized I was forced to work with the person solely responsible for my pain.”
She lowers her hands, face red and splotchy. “Two, I am so sorry.”
I blink in shock when she throws herself back into my arms. This time, as she sobs, I feel my own cheeks growing wet. It’s not the first time I’ve cried over this shit, but it’s the first time I’ve done it with someone else.
“We’re going to get through this,” Gemma vows, breath hot against my chest. “I promise.”
Hope prickles at my chest. “But I hate you.”
“You might once have, but it won’t last.”
“How can you be so sure?”
She tilts her head up and then stands on her toes. Her mouth connects with mine. The fiery connection from before is reignited. Both of us shamelessly try to out-devour each other.
She’s right.
The last thing I’m thinking about right now is hate.
Gemma
Kissing Two Sheridan feels good. Really good. I’m not sure how we got to this point, but I’m not hating it one bit. Neither is he, no matter how much he wants to.
We have chemistry.
There’s no denying that.
My face feels raw from his scruff and my eyes burn from my tears. There’s no stopping this kiss, though. I ache for him to slip his hand under my hoodie again. This time, I won’t stop him.
He pulls away almost angrily, a growl rumbling from him. “We have to stop.”
I lean toward him, silently begging for another kiss. “Why?”
“Because if I keep kissing you like this, I don’t know what’s going to happen.” He steals another quick kiss. “I want things I don’t have any business wanting.”
I groan, tugging at his hoodie to pull him nearer. “I want it too.”
My heart races inside my chest. Do I? I’ve never had sex before. Do I really want my first time to be with Two? A guy who hated me until now?
Yes.
“I’m serious,” Two says, voice firm. “I need time to think about this. So do you. Can we just work on our project for a bit?”
Rejection washes over me. He’s right, though. I know he’s right. In this moment, kissing him feels right. But how will I feel later when I’m alone. Will I regret this moment?
It’s definitely possible.
