Heartbreak Lover (Broken Hearts Academy #2) - C.R. Jane Page 0,60
the lie I told myself once again.
18
Unfortunately, it was time to return to my dorm after several days away. Jackson was at a special NFL prospect quarterback’s camp for the weekend, so I wouldn’t see him for the next few days. He’d tried to convince me to spend the weekend at his house, but I wasn’t quite ready for that. Plus, Lane and I needed some girl time to catch up about everything. She’d been on a few dates with a guy from the baseball team, having sworn off her hockey lover after the Landry debacle, and I was excited to hear how it was going.
My thoughts were lost in that field with Jackson, so I wasn’t paying attention to the noises coming out of my room as I grabbed on to the doorknob and swung open the door.
I wished I’d been paying attention, because opening the door and finding Caiden balls deep in Melanie was the shock of a lifetime.
I stood there aghast as I watched Caiden’s perfect, tanned, toned ass thrust in and out of Melanie. Her porn star cries filled the room. I’d stumbled in on her with someone once before, but never in a thousand lifetimes would I have ever thought I’d walk in on her with Caiden.
It wasn’t jealousy I was feeling, at least that confirmed once and for all that my feelings for Caiden were not like that at all.
What I was feeling was more akin to betrayal and disgust. Just a few days ago, this boy was saving me, swearing he’d look after me…and now here he was with a girl who’d done nothing but make my life hell since I’d started at this school.
Not that we’d had any deep conversations about what I suspected Melanie of doing and what I knew she’d done, but still. There had to be a code against fucking your ex-girlfriend’s roommate somewhere out there.
Just like I’m sure there was a code about fucking someone’s twin brother…
I continued to stand there, still as a statue, watching Caiden thrust in and out like some demented voyeur.
Suddenly Caiden’s head turned, and he looked right at me, a wicked smirk on his face.
And I knew right then and there that this had been planned. For whatever reason, most likely to hurt me, Caiden had targeted Melanie, had intentionally planned this moment…wanted me to see it happen.
He held my gaze as his thrusts got faster and deeper, like looking at me was turning him on.
“Oh, Caiden,” Melanie murmured throatily. Her eyes were squeezed shut in ecstasy.
I tried to get my feet to move. I tried to drag myself away from Caiden’s gaze. But it was like he had me in some kind of spell. I couldn’t move from my spot a step in from the doorway.
I could tell when Caiden got close because he drove into Melanie powerfully, slamming against her until her screams of pleasure filled the air.
I had no doubt that Caiden was talented, though probably not as talented as his brother, due to his two-year hiatus and the fact that I hadn’t been giving him anything the summer leading into his extended sleep, but like Jackson, Caiden’s body just screamed hot sex.
I finally came to my senses and moved when Caiden’s smirk grew. “Everly,” he moaned as he thrust. “Everly.”
My eyes widened because the bastard was imagining he was fucking me as he drove in and out of Melanie. He came with a loud groan, his gaze never leaving mine as I stumbled back into the hallway, not even caring that the door slammed shut behind me, alerting Melanie of my presence.
It took a second, but soon Melanie’s angry screeching filtered out of the room. She ranted and cursed at him. I even heard a few hits. I didn’t blame her. I couldn’t imagine it felt great for a guy to call out another girl’s name while he was inside of you. I needed to move, run away, do anything but be here, but I was frozen again in the hallway, my entire body trembling over what I’d just experienced.
That feeling in my gut, the one that had told me something was still off about Caiden, it had been right. I felt sick, disgusted…terrified. That look in his eyes. That smirk on his lips.
It was the stuff of nightmares. And I didn’t need any more nightmares when it came to Caiden. I had plenty to keep me busy for the rest of my life.