Chapter 25
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Some days, I missed Lizzy fiercely, and today was one of those days.
After everything that happened at the party, she was the one I wanted to call to come over and hash out my feelings about Blake.
I could ask her what she thought I should do next, and then we would talk about all the possibilities or gossip about something totally irrelevant.
Either way I would’ve felt better and got it off my chest.
I couldn’t help wondering how Blake was doing.
Myles had found us hours later both of us sound asleep, but I hadn’t seen Blake since.
Before I left he promised he would be alright, but, my mind drifted to how he was recovering.
The look on his face as he collapsed was there, nagging at my mind, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t seem to erase the fear I’d felt.
Spinning my pen in my hand, I gave up and grabbed my phone.
R: Hey girl, you got a sec? I really need a vent session.
L: Are you crazy? What are you doing asking me that? Of course, I do. Spill It.
I smiled as I stared at her response. Maybe it was all in my head that we were drifting apart, or maybe it was just me who was. It did feel like I was on a raft in the middle of the ocean and floating further from all that I knew.
R: Sooo, Myles’s best friend, who I’ve gotten close to, admitted to having feelings for me. I do like him too, but I don’t know what the heck to do.
I left out all the other drama, including the overdose. It wasn’t my story to share.
L: … :0 …let me get this straight. You’re telling me you have two hot-ass guys who want you? I’m assuming he’s hot. Tell me he’s hot!!!
R: Yes, he’s hot. LOL!
L: How hot are we talking? Like run-of-the-mill hot or like panty-dripping hot?
The hot flash was instant, and I guiltily looked around the library, afraid someone would know what I was texting.
R: Beach model, panty-dripping. LOL! I can’t believe you just made me type that.
L: Well, in that case, I’m not sure what the question is now.
R: OMG. What am I supposed to do? Blake is Myles’s best friend.
L: And?
R: What do you mean, and? I really, really like Myles, he is…such a dork and so freaking adorable at the same time. He makes me smile, and laugh, and hot all over. He is…
L: Gurl!!! You’ve been bitten by the looooove buuug.
I snickered and then coughed to cover it up.
R: Don’t be ridiculous. We’ve only been together like a month.
L: Love doesn’t have a time limit or a certain start date like you’re punching in with a timecard or, for you, a library card. You’re always in the library. I’d place a bet that is where you are right now, actually. Lol
I looked at the pile of books I planned to check out of the library. That was creepy.
R: Fine, yes, I’m in the library, soooo not the issue here. You’re saying I love Myles?
L: Yes
R: Then explain, Blake. If I love Myles, then why do I have feelings for his best friend?
The little bubbles appeared and disappeared, and I smiled, assuming that I’d stumped her, but my smile fell as I read her message.
L: Who the fuck says you can’t love two people at the same time? Show me where the rule is written.
R: Um…
L: No umming, I say date them both. Before you go all, OH MY GOD, I COULD NEVER, which I know you just thought, hear me out.
And no, I don’t mean date them behind the other’s back, that’s just shady shit.
Talk to Myles about it. He could be totally down for a ménage.
I mean, you did say they all shared girls before. It’s not like it would be anything new.
Okay, she really could’ve left off that last part. I didn’t need to think about Myles and Blake…or anyone else, sharing someone.
R: I don’t know, that seems…like I’m asking for trouble. Besides, I still haven’t gotten up the nerve to sleep with Myles, and now you want me to add another guy to the mix?
L: Girl!!!!!! Stop! For the love of…you try my patience, bitch.
Listen to me, and I really need to tattoo this on you.
You’re the Queen of your universe. You want one guy, then only date one guy.
If you want a hundred, then they either get on the same train or get the fuck out.
You own that shit. Don’t be all, oh no, what do I do…
you are seventeen, going to be eighteen soon, and hot as fuck.
They are damn lucky to have you. Rylan is still kicking himself in the ass, and I’m enjoying every fucking second of watching him pine.
Dick. Serves him right that you’re gone.
Point is…be the fucking QUEEN I know you can be and flick the crown right off your roommate’s head. LOL!
I smiled as I read the last line and then slumped back in my chair as my mum’s final words to me echoed in my mind. You were always a queen.
R: I’ll think about it, but no promises.
L: I love you, Boo. I miss your damn face so much, and school sucks without you.
R: I miss you more. If I can talk my dad into it, I want to visit you this summer.
L: Yesssss pleeeease. I’m literally begging for you to make that happen. I need my Boo time.
R: I’ll video call you next weekend, and we can have a sorta girl’s night. You down?
L: Fuckin eh.
I pressed my lips together to keep from laughing out loud.
R: Then it’s a date.
L: I’ll be waiting. Love you, Boo.
R: Love you, L.
She had to put the idea of both guys in my head, didn’t she? Damn, what would it be like waking up with Myles and Blake? I shook my head. That was crazy talk. Lizzy was insane. I loved her, but that would never work.
When the library door opened, I knew it was Myles.
Looking up from my phone, I smiled, and he winked back.
He always looked sexy, and his natural confidence oozed like a pheromone, but he had an extra air to him today.
Girls sitting at other tables looked up and blushed or stared as he walked by, but it felt incredible that his eyes never left mine.
Thump, thump, thump. My pulse spiked as he got closer.
“There is my beautiful Snowflake,” he whispered and dropped his lips to mine.
“Hey, how did your meeting go?” Myles sat on the edge of my table and smiled at me. “What? Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Confession time. I didn’t really have a meeting,” he said. He was practically brimming with excitement, but that worried me more somehow. I searched his face and then looked behind him, half expecting a mariachi band to start playing.
“Oookay. Are you going to tell me, or do I need to guess? And do I really want to guess?”
Myles burst out laughing and earned himself a bunch of shushing from those sitting around the room. He held out his hand, and I tentatively slipped mine into his. He didn’t say anything else but tugged and made me follow him to the furthest corner of the library.
“This is all very mysterious,” I teased, and he wrapped his arms around me, pushing me back until I bumped into one of the tall shelves of books.
“What are you….” I didn’t get anything else out before he kissed me and wiped all the arguments for why this wasn’t a good idea from my mind.
I gasped as he pulled a corner of my blouse out from my kilt, and his hands slipped under the material.
He was always so warm when he touched me.
I soaked it up like he was the sun. Myles’s thumb rubbed over my nipple, making me shiver.
He was going to get us in trouble. I was probably going to end up with more community hours, but I wasn’t going to push him away.
Panting, he rested his forehead against mine. His amber eyes seemed to be staring into my soul. The intensity in them made me tremble.
“Do ya know what day it is?”
My brain skidded to a halt and then started to race. “Um…Monday?”
He smirked. “Naw, the actual date?”
“Monday, January twenty-fourth? I feel like I’m missing the point of this question,” I said, and he chuckled.
“It’s all good. I’m just a hopeless sap.”
“I’m not sure that is how you would’ve described yourself when I first met you,” I said, smiling.
“True. Yer the reason I have turned into a Singin’ in the Rain type,” he said, and I rolled my eyes.
“You’re crazy.”
“Aye, I am.” He dug around in his pocket and pulled something out in his fist. “I’ll be honest, I never thought I’d give any girl this.” He slowly unfurled his fingers, and sitting in his palm was an identical copy of his school ring, but small enough to fit my finger.
“Oh my god, Myles.” I covered my mouth as I stared at the stunning ring with the blue stone.
“Today is our one-month anniversary. Ya agreed to put up with me sorry arse, one month ago today. Ya make me so happy, Snowflake. I can’t even begin to tell ya what it feels like. What I do know is that I want ya to wear my ring.”
“I don’t think you normally get a second one made,” I said, and his lips twitched up.
“Aye, but this way yer able to wear it and not have it on a chain or sittin’ in yer jewelry box.” He flipped it around in his hand until he was holding it up like a small prize between two fingers. “So, what do ya say, Snowflake? Will ya wear it so everyone knows yer mine?”
I bit my lip and nodded. “Yes, yes, I will.”
Myles slipped it on the index finger of my right hand, and you couldn’t have wiped the smile off my face.
“So, I done good?”
Laughing, I jumped on him and wrapped my arms around his neck as I kissed him hard, trying to express what this gesture meant to me. It might have been stupid to someone else, but to be wanted, to feel like I mattered to someone meant everything to me.
“Mmm.” Myles moaned and pushed my back up against the bookshelf, his hand more insistent under my blouse and heating my skin to scorching temperatures.
“Man, get a fucking room.” I jerked at the sound of Axel’s voice. Myles growled against my lips, obviously annoyed.
“Ya can fuck off or look away. It’s a private moment,” Myles said as Axel strolled down the aisle.
“I need to get a book from here, so why don’t you two disgusting love birds fuck off instead,” he stated, but there was a threatening undertone to his voice. It felt like he was daring us to push him, and I unwrapped my legs from Myles’s waist and cupped his cheek so he looked at me.
“Why don’t we go back to your room? I need dinner anyway,” I said, and Myles’s eyes flicked from mine to Axel, but he nodded.
“Alright, I’ll give ya the rest of yer gift there,” he said. I would’ve questioned what more he got, but I just wanted out of the aisle and for Myles not to get in a fight with Axel. I didn’t trust that Axel wouldn’t try to have him expelled.
“See ya around, lovebirds,” Axel called out as we rounded the corner, but I gripped Myles’s hand tighter so he didn’t turn around.
“I swear, I’m gonna kill that fucker one day,” Myles whispered as we reached my table.
I believed him which worried me.