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Seth chuckles while he sits up higher on the couch. He leans in close and I watch him flutter his eyelashes. “Because I have such a crush on him,” he says in a girly voice.
“Oh, whatever,” I say, taking the cushion behind me and hitting Seth in the face with it.
He laughs and throws the cushion on the floor in front of the TV. “Oh, come on now. Tell me.”
“You want to know?”
“Yes, I think I should have the right to know what my best bro-“
Before he finishes I lean into him, pressing my lips against his. I smile when I see his eyes widen. My tongue slides against his bottom lip and before he can do anything, I pull away. I smirk back at him, his expression completely taken aback. “I guess I can shut you up.”
I go to leave but Seth grabs me and pulls me back to him, his lips slamming down on mine. My mouth opens for him and his hungry tongue slips inside to dance with mine. My hands slide up his chest. Up into his hair while his wrap around me. We fall onto the couch, my back going into the cushions. My legs part for him and he presses his hard cock against me through his jeans, making me moan. He answers my moan with one of his own and I swear to God this feels absolutely wonderful.
Which frightens me.
I should push him away. I should tell him to fuck off. That I’m too drunk to be doing this or that I’m too drunk to know what I’m doing. When in reality, I hadn’t had a drink in the last two hours and I know exactly what I’m doing. My fingers play with his waistband. My hand pulls his shirt up. My palms press against his spine. He shudders when I nip his bottom lip.
Stop, Rachel. He’s an asshole. You’ve got to stop this.
But his kisses feel amazing. It feels like they are pulling me further and further into an abyss I have no chance of escaping. And all I want to do is dive deeper inside.
There’s ringing and we stop. His eyes staring down at me, widening as if just realizing who he’s been doing this with the whole time. He quickly sits up. His warmth leaving me immediately. I run my hands through my hair while he answers the phone. My feet are already taking me to my room.
“Yeah?” I hear him say, while I close the door, barely catching a glimpse of his eyes on me.
I lean against the door, biting my lip. What the hell is wrong with me? I touch my lips, still feeling his touch.
“Broken?” I hear Seth say.
It’s probably Lucas calling about Hunter. I bang my head against the door. I kissed two boys in one day. I am a slut. A total slut. And they are two of my roommates. Unbelievable.
“Ok, well, keep me in the loop. I’ll see you and Hunter at home.”
I hear some shuffling and then footsteps before a knock. I sigh, already knowing what Seth would want. I need to remain strong. I can’t give in.
I take a deep breath and open the door, seeing Seth standing there. He smiles down at me. It’s soft. Something I’m not used to at all from him. “Hunter’s going to be okay,” he says, taking a step towards me. I tell myself to step back, but my body remains rooted.Traitorous body.“He has a concussion and a broken hand. His shoulder is still messed up. Probably more so now than before. But he will be okay.”
I nod. “Good. I’m glad to hear it.”
He steps forward again, an arm reaching around my waist and pulling me towards him. “Now,” he breathes seductively, “where were we?”
Be strong, Rachel.
I pull away from him and I’m glad when my body actually listens to me and creates space between us. “Nowhere, Seth,” I say, rolling my shoulders back. “We were nowhere.”
Seth scoffs and shoves his hands into his pockets. “Really?”
I nod. “Really, really.”
He licks his lips and I remember that tongue toying with mine. The memory lights a fire in the pit of my stomach and I feel that itch in the back of my head, urging me to capture his lips with mine.No, remain strong.
“And may I ask why?”
I shake my head at him. He really needs to ask why this is a bad idea? There are so many reasons why I shouldn’t sleep with him. I don’t even know where to begin. “Because you’re an asshole, Seth.” I scowl at him and cross my arms. “You’ve been an asshole to me since I moved in. And I wouldn’t have any respect for myself whatsoever if I continued whatever it is we were doing.”
I wait for Seth’s response and I’m shocked to see the hurt flash in his eyes. It’s only for a split second and then the usual, dark, cruel Seth appears. “Fine,” he says, turning on his heel. “Your loss, bitch.”
I watch him stalk through the hallway and the kitchen before slamming the apartment door close.
