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MAYA
Vicand I lay on the beanbag chair for a few more minutes before forcing ourselves to get up. If I could have my way, we’d stay in this sanctuary in the middle of the woods and never go back to the mansion. But we both know Ezra would lose his shit if that happened.
Damn.
He’s going to be pissed if he finds out I had sex with Vic.
He’ll probably kill Vic.
Crap.
We take our time getting dressed, unable to keep our eyes off each other’s bodies. When I go to grab my panties and bra, Vic shoots his hand out and snatches them away from me.
“These are mine now,” he says with a smirk as he stuffs them into his pocket.
I chuckle. “Sure, go for it. Just make sure Ezra doesn’t see them.”
The mention of him brings us back to the present, and I really don’t want to leave this treehouse right now. We’ll only be greeted by chaos.
“Why don’t you head back to the house?” Vic suggests after he zips his jeans back up, seeming to read the thoughts I refuse to speak out loud. “I’ll hang out here a little longer so it doesn’t seem suspicious.”
I look at him and nod, nerves wrenching my stomach. “I think that’s a good idea,” I say, but make no attempt to move. I don’t want to leave after what we’ve just done. I feel so much closer to him now, and I just want to spend time with him. But I know Ezra, and I know that he’ll start to wonder where I am this early in the morning.
Just when I’m about to turn and leave, Vic reaches out and touches my cheek with the tips of his fingers. He’s so much gentler now than he was just minutes ago when he was fucking me into the beanbag chair like a man possessed.
I close my eyes and lean into his touch. I don’t want this moment to end.
I must say it out loud because he murmurs, “me either.”
I look into his deep brown eyes and smile. “I’ll see you later.”
He nods, cupping his hand over my cheek one last time. I force myself to walk away, push my feet to move down the stairs and back up the path we took to get here.
A few minutes later, I’m back at the mansion, and sure enough, Ezra is there looking for me.
“Maya!” He jogs over to me and pulls me close, burying his face in my curls. “Where the hell have you been?”
I clear my throat and pull away. “I, umm…”
I try to avoid looking at his face, but I don’t miss the way his nostrils flare as he sniffs me.
A ball of ice forms in the pit of my stomach. Vic’s cologne must have rubbed off on me.
His eyes darken, and I want to turn and run in the opposite direction. “Why the fuck do you smell like Vic?”
I swallow the lump in my throat. The intensity of his eyes burns through my skin to my bones.
“And…” he sniffs again. “Sex?”
Yeah, I’m screwed.
“Ezra…” I start, but I don’t know what to say. I’ve always been a bad liar.
I’m hoping he’ll just get angry and start yelling, but he doesn’t. He backs up and crosses his arms over his chest, looking down at me expectantly. I drum my fingers against my thighs, sweat beginning to drip down my back.
“Maya?” he pushes, his voice cold and deathly quiet. His jaw works as he grits his teeth. I’m suddenly taken back to years ago when he would get mad at me and start screaming and throwing things, or he would lock me in my room to punish me. I don’t want to go through that again. I don’t want to be punished like I’m a petulant child.
To my dismay, Jay and Lee walk out of the house behind Ezra, Lee looking relieved to see me, but when they see the tension in Ezra’s back, they immediately know something’s wrong.
