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“What’s true?”
“What she said. Look, I’m not trying to use this as an excuse but know that Camila is not exactly the purest either. She cheated on me too. Long before I started cheating on her. Our relationship was never right, she did it again, so did I. We kept hurting each other just as much as we made each other happy. We were a whole new breed of toxic for each other.” I can see her eyes growing wide at the revelation that Camila isn’t the victim in this relationship like she loves everyone to think.
“That said,” I continue. “I did change her. Not for the best. I let her fall for me. The deeper things went, the more I was learning who I was, what I liked…and she followed along. She never complained, she always adjusted. Then she learned to love it too. I know now it wasn’t right. I should have left her when I realized she was changing to please me. But I was too selfish.”
“What’s it, Jake? What did she learn to love to please you?”
My jaw ticks because I know she sees what I mean but she wants to hear me say it. “You know it, Jamie. I like…” I hate saying it out loud. “I like being in control.”
“That you do,” she huffs. Her hand grips mine harder in a reassuring gesture, “And that’s fine Jake. You’re allowed to.”
She doesn’t say anything else. Doesn’t say if she thinks she can take it. Doesn’t ask why I’m this way and doesn’t say if she would change for me.
“I think I like it,” she finally drops, and my heart somersaults in my chest. Shit, I hadn’t felt that in a very long time.
Deep down, I knew it but hearing her say it is different. This sounds nothing like the girl everyone knows from school and I feel special to her. I stop and turn to her, cupping both her cheeks in my hands. She has to go on the tip of her toes as I lean down and kiss her lips softly. It quickly heats up and our tongues intertwine.
“Good,” I wink at her as I take a step back. “The last thing I would want is you changing for me.”
“I don’t want to,” she admits. “But I do want to understand you.”
We start walking again and she’s the one who grabs my hand this time.
“Ask away,” I say in a light voice. “But I’m warning you, it gets fucked up.”
She chuckles and goes silent for a moment.
“Do you know your real parents?” she asks shamelessly after a minute of silence.
“Oh wow, we’re starting strong I see. I thought you were gonna ease into it, ask my favorite color.”
She blushes at my comment, whispers a ‘sorry’ and I can’t stop a laugh. “I’m fucking with you, Jamie. I don’t care. No, I don’t know them. My first memory only goes as far as being at the orphanage.”
Her face scrunches up in pity. “I’m sorry.”
I shrug at her response. “Can’t miss what you never had, can you?”
She gives me a shy smile in response. She opens her mouth to ask another question, but I cut her off. “Ah ah. My turn. It’s one for one.”
“What? That’s not what we agreed,” she complains, her brows furrowing.
“You should know by now I don’t play by the rules, my little Angel.”
She blushes again and I tighten my grip on her hand. I want to kiss her so bad, but I have to refrain myself. This is about her, about making her comfortable around me.
“Fine,” she huffs.
“Why did your mom go to Tennessee?”
“Her sister is ill. She went to tend to her. How did you find out she was gone?”
I smile at her mistake. “Luke’s dad told him, he told me.”
“You guys really share everything? You, Chris, Luke?”
“It’s my turn,” I smirk. She rolls her eyes at me and for some reason, my dick stirs to life. It’s everything she does, the tones in her voice, the blushing colors on her skin, the way she always embraces what she feels. It does shit to me.
“Do you regret having your first time with me?” I ask the itching question. Everything is leading me to think she does, and I don’t think I could take it if it was the truth. I try not to ask about virginity because I know it’s not a term she likes that much, or at least the stereotypes around it.
