Could you do it, Eva? Could you sit at home waiting for your man, knowing he was sticking it somewhere else?" "No."
An icy shiver coursed through me at the mere words.
"No, I couldn't."
"And I don't even know if Cary would agree to counseling.
He keeps pushing me away.
He wants me, and then he doesn't.
He's committed, and then he isn't.
I want in, Eva, like he's let you in, but he keeps shutting me out."
"It took me a long time to break through to him.
He tried pushing me away with sex, always coming on to me, taunting me.
I think you made the right decision keeping it platonic on Friday.
Cary puts his value on his looks and sex appeal.
You need to show him that it's not just his body you want."
Trey sighed and crossed his arms.
"Is that how you two got close? Because you wouldn't sleep with him?" "Partly.
Mostly it's because I'm a mess.
It's not as obvious now as it was when we met, but he knows I'm not perfect."
"Neither am I! Who is?" "He believes you're better than he is, that you deserve better."
I grinned.
"Me .
well, I bet part of him thinks I deserve him.
That we deserve each other."
"Crazy f**ker," he muttered.
"He is that," I agreed.
"That's why we love him, isn't it? Do you want to go in and see him? Or do you want to go home and think about it?" "No, I want to see him."
Trey's shoulders rolled back and his chin lifted.
"I don't care what put him here.
I want to be with him while he's going through this."
"I'm glad to hear that."
I linked my arm with his and led him to Cary's room.