Hendrix - Kelsey Clayton Page 0,60
my neck and presses his lips to mine for the first time in almost seven years.
18
COLBY
Finally tasting Saige again has my entire body on fire. Her mouth moves against mine as we both grab at any part of each other we can cling to. I reach down and lift her up by her ass. Her legs wrap around my waist as I blindly find the closest car and rest her on the hood.
It feels like a dream. Like it can't be real. But she's definitely underneath me, with her tongue swirling with my own. I take her bottom lip between my teeth and suck it into my mouth. She moans at the feeling, using her grip on my back to pull me closer. As her hips arch up and her pussy grinds against my bulge in my jeans, I groan in bliss.
“Fuck, Saige.”
She lets go in an instant and breaks the kiss. It doesn't take her speaking for me to know what's going through her mind right now. I can see it all over her face.
Regret.
Shame.
Sorrow.
But I can also see it in her eyes—the part of her that wants this just as bad as I do. I'm not delusional and I'm sure as hell not blind. She can act like this can't happen all she wants, but she's fighting herself just as much as she's fighting me.
“I have to go,” she murmurs.
I step back to let her get off the car. “Don't. Just talk to me.”
She shakes her head. “No. I really have to go.”
There's nothing I can do. My only option is to stand here and watch as she walks away, no matter how much it hurts.
I WAKE IN THE morning, determined to get to the bottom of this thing going on between Saige and me. Knowing her, she's going to do whatever it takes to avoid me, but I can't let that happen anymore. Not now. Not after we shared that mind-blowing kiss.
Slipping out of bed, I expect to find the house empty. Brenna is at school, and I half expected Saige to make herself scarce for the day, but instead, she's sitting at the kitchen table with her computer. I carefully make my way over to her and grab the coffee pot.
“Good morning.”
She glances over her shoulder. “Morning.”
Once I've got a cup poured, I go to join her. “Listen, about last ni—”
The words are sucked right from my lungs when I see what she's looking at. There are at least four tabs open with apartment listings, and she's writing down all the ones that seem suitable for her and Brenna.
“What are you doing?”
She sighs heavily. “With Topher dating Camila now, I don't think he's something we need to worry about anymore.”
My chest tightens as I let it set in. “So, you're moving out?”
Saige looks up at me with a hint of sadness in her eyes. “Yeah. I think it's time.”
Everything in me starts to panic. She can't leave. I just got her back. If she moves out now, there's a chance I'll only ever see her when we exchange Brenna, and that's not enough. Not for me.
“Is this about last night?”
She bites her lip and nods. “We can't live together, Colby. It just wouldn't work. There's too much sexual tension there.”
I shake my head. “No, Saige. Don't. Just talk to me.”
“I can't,” she says, exasperated. “Because every time I go to talk to you, my brain isn't sure of what it wants to say.”
“Bullshit.”
“Excuse me?”
“You heard me. That's bullshit,” I argue. “You know exactly what you want to say, you just don't think you should say it. I wasn't alone in that kiss last night. It wasn't unwanted.”
She throws her hands up. “That's the point!” She pauses to compose herself and exhales. “I did want it, more than I should, and that's the problem. We might have had something special back in college, but that's gone now, Colby. We can never get that back because it's tainted. And I don't even know if you're capable of having a relationship now, or if you ever were in the first place.”
My hand moves to my chest to try and ease the pain. “That's not true. I wasn't a shitty boyfriend.”
“No, you weren't,” she says softly. “But a life with me was always second choice for you, and it's taken me a bit to realize it, but I deserve someone who is going to put me first. I just don't think you can give me that.”
She gets up from the