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This time, he laughed.
“Continue,” I pushed.
“Okay, fine. Then, after that, I took you everywhere I went. The guys got to know you. I took your virginity in the same pool house you had sucked me off the first time. I can give you details, but I’ll need to fuck you. Because it was a lot of buildup, wanting you, and after you recovered from the painful part, we … yeah, I need to hold off unless you’re ready to stop this story and let me between those pretty thighs.”
I was already getting damp, watching the look on his face as he thought about it. “You can tell me later.”
He nodded and took a deep breath. “We fucked a lot after that. Everywhere I could get you alone. Then, the summer ended, and you turned eighteen, and you were a senior in high school. You always flirted with guys and drove me crazy. That wasn’t a new thing. But that year, it got worse. You were gorgeous, and guys were always hitting on you. I’d go through it all, but I will just hit some of the worst ones because listing them all could take a while.
“I took a steel bat to a guy’s car for following you to the parking lot at school and touching your back. I broke a barstool over a man’s head, who was almost thirty, for leaning in and whispering in your ear. He got a skull fracture. I got arrested for that one. Garrett, Blaise’s dad and the boss, got me out of it. I threw a guy across a room and into a brick wall for grabbing your arm and pulling you to him when you were walking away from him. Broke his nose and arm. Again, arrested, and Garrett got me out. There were a lot of these instances. You would scream at me to stop. I would do it anyway. You’d storm off. I’d chase you down and kiss you until we were fucking.
“You were all I cared about. Nothing else mattered. Not the family. Not my friends. I just wanted you. I made plans, and when you decided where you wanted to go to college, I was moving there. Leaving this all behind to follow you.”
I held up my hand. I was dealing with the fact that former teenage me had in fact been a selfish bitch. Why would I have flirted and let him keep getting in trouble like that? But now, this?
“Did I know you were going to do this?” I asked, horrified that he’d give up what he wanted for me after all the shit I did.
He shook his head. “No, you chose the University of Florida before I told you my plans. You didn’t tell me you’d chosen Florida until I told you I was following you. But then you were just forty miles away, and there was no need for me to leave. You stayed home instead of living the dorm life. That summer was one of the best ones of my life.
“Then, the fall came. You had new friends, a life that I wasn’t a part of. We were together as much as we could be, but you had study groups, and that was where you met Leo. You wanted me. You made that clear. Our sex life was off the charts. There was no problem for us there. It was the jealousy that made it all turn. Leo was after you. He wanted what was mine, and I knew it. I saw it, and I warned you I’d kill him. I meant it too.”
I covered my mouth. “Please do not tell me you killed this guy.”
He shook his head. “No, I didn’t. But I did burn down his frat house. No one was in it. The only casualties were some fish. But … I hadn’t known no one was in it. I’d thought he was.”
Oh my God. I took a deep breath. “Back up. Why did you do this? Because he had flirted with me?”
“Fuck no. I’d have only broken his arm or some shit for that. You came to surprise me at the shop. The secretary Huck had hired was hot for me. I’d put her off and told her I wasn’t interested a million times. We had a party that night. I drank too damn much because we were supposed to see each other that night and you’d called to tell me you had a study group you couldn’t miss. Anyway, Misty, the secretary, got topless and wrapped her arms around my neck. Unfortunately, that was when you walked in the door. I hadn’t reacted quickly enough because I had enough liquor in me to kill a man. I was slow to shoving her off my lap, and you were already in your car, speeding away. I tried to run after you. Fell face-first and passed out.
“Woke up the next morning to a raging headache. Couldn’t remember shit. Checked my phone, and you’d broken up with me by text. It felt like you’d reached into my chest and grabbed my heart and ripped it out of me. Levi told me what had happened. I got in my truck and went straight to your house. You refused to answer your phone. Your car wasn’t at your house. Your mother, who hated me, informed me you’d stayed at the dorms with a friend.
“I went to find you, but the friend you were supposed to be with told me you’d gone to breakfast with Leo. This was when I snapped. It gets a little foggy for me. But I waited for you to return to the dorms. He drove up, opened your car door, then pressed you up against the car and kissed you. I went to buy the supplies I needed and then headed to his frat house.”
“You lit it on fire because I had kissed this Leo guy?” I asked.
He nodded. “I convinced myself you’d been wanting to date him. That you’d been seeing him behind my back. That you’d used the Misty thing as an excuse. No one was killed, but I ended up with a trial date, although there was no firm proof that it was me who had done it.
“While I sat behind bars, you packed your bags and moved to Boston. Wrote me a letter, telling me you couldn’t do this anymore. That we were bad for each other. That you didn’t love me and you wanted a new life. Your parents were buying a home there, and you’d decided to go ahead and move there now. Get enrolled in college. A lot of other shit that destroyed me. Garrett was able to get me out of a trial and prison time if I went into the Marines for four years. I took the deal.
“Came back a year and a half ago once I finished serving my time. I’d only checked on you once. About six months after I joined the military, I had Blaise run a check on you. He sent it to me. You were in college, dating a premed student, in a sorority, spending time at a country club, attending fancy events for the Boston elite. There were pictures of you with Isaac Jeffrey, son of some political shit, in the paper more than once. I threw the papers away and never checked again.” He stopped.
“And then I walked into your house five years later, like I hadn’t done anything wrong,” I whispered. “I’m surprised you didn’t chokemeto death. I left when you were in jail, and I left you a letter? That’s cruel. It … it’s horrible. Why would I—”
Gage’s mouth was on mine, silencing me as he pressed me back until I was under him. His hand moved under my T-shirt dress and pulled at my panties. “It was cruel. It fucked me up. But you came back,” he said, pressing another kiss to my mouth. “You fucking came back.”
His hand slipped down between my legs, and he shoved two fingers inside me. “I knew when I lit the house on fire that I’d pay for it,” he said against my lips. “I just hadn’t known that payment would be losing you.”
I let out a cry as he began to fuck me with his fingers. “Gage.”
“Yeah, baby?” he asked, pressing kisses down my neck.
“If I had loved you, I’d have never left.”
He stilled and looked down at me.
“Because I love you now and I would never—”
His mouth covered mine again as he ripped my panties off and spread my legs.
