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I was so lost in my own thoughts I didn’t notice right away when her hips stopped writhing. I looked up and the tears rolling down her cheeks from my unspoken rejection were my undoing. Her head was turned, and when she wouldn’t look at me, I knew she was thinking the worst.
Yes, Atlas needed relief, but she needed a gesture of my love even more. She wanted proof that I would walk through hell for her even now.
There was only one way I could do that without destroying all that was still good and pure in her.
“Fuck.”
I moved my hand from her pussy and reached across her to snatch her phone from the nightstand. I unlocked it since I knew the code and went into her text messages. I quickly found the thread I needed and typed out a quick message before I changed my mind.
SOS.I need you.
He’d probably never look at me the same again. I’d offered him my deformed soul, and he spat it back out.
I’d never been so humiliated.
My pussy didn’t get the memo, though. I was still dripping, still aching.
The door bell rang over and over like the person at the door had no home training, and Rowdy bolted from the bed and the room like he couldn’t get away from me fast enough. Shame spread through my limbs like a cold frost that would never end as I curled into myself and prayed for death.
I should go home.
I thought about calling my mom but knew she wouldn’t answer.
She never answered.
But I missed her voice and warm hugs.
I was reaching for my phone when I heard voices downstairs. I only recognized Rowdy’s.
The other voice was softer, lower.
I couldn’t hear what Rowdy was saying, but I heard the front door slam closed moments later, and then unhurried footsteps on the stairs.
I didn’t realize I was holding my breath until the bedroom door pushed open, and I looked over my shoulder.
My breath rushed out of me when the shadows from the dark hallway parted, and I saw who stepped inside the dimly lit bedroom.
“Ruen?” I slowly sat up, my gaze shifting nervously to the empty doorway behind her. “What are you doing here?” I paused. “Did you sneak in?”
“It occurred to me that you still haven’t forgiven me,” Ruen said as she took slow steps that carried her deeper inside the room.
She’d changed clothes since I saw her earlier and now wore black leggings and a purple long-sleeved crop top that stopped just under her small breasts.
“Fine. I forgive you. Now go before Owen sees you.” There was no way he’d let her in here willingly. Whoever was at the door must have distracted him.
“So, is Jada Dorsey really your mom?” Ruen asked as she ignored my warning and gave herself a tour of the bedroom.
“I don’t know.”
Where the hell was Rowdy?
I strained to listen but couldn’t hear a sound coming from downstairs. I knew he couldn’t have left because he’d only been wearing boxers when he went to answer the door.
Ruen disappeared inside the closet, so I snatched up my phone and texted Rowdy.
Where are you?
Bubbles appeared, and I waited for his response, but it never came. I threw my phone down and stood from the bed just as Ruen stepped back into the bedroom, shrugging off her leather jacket and tossing it aside.
