him on the shoulder. “What am I meant to do?” I looked down at my dress. His cum was all over the bottom of the dress. My poor red dress was now stained with white cum. It was totally apparent that it was not a feature or pattern on the dress. “I need some water, and I need to rinse this out,” I sighed. “I thought you were going to help me here.”
“I am helping you,” he said. “Didn’t me fucking you help you to relax?” He grinned. “I mean, at least, it helped me to relax.”
“Connor.”
“What?” He gave me an innocent smile. “Just let me know what you want me to tell my brother, and I’ll do it.”
“What do you mean, what I want you to tell your brother?”
“Well, we could tell my brother that we met at a rave like we said, or we can tell my brother that we met on the dating app and we fucked, uh, Christmas Day and we just fucked five minutes ago.”
“Connor.” I glared at him. “You’re absolutely horrible.”
“Am I?” He laughed. “I don’t think so.”
“You are. How dare you?”
“How dare I what?” He shook his head. “How dare you?”
“How dare I what? I, I’ve done nothing to you. You’re the one that ... “
“I’m the one that what, Gemma?”
“Nothing.” I pressed my lips together. “Just nothing. You know what, Connor? You win. We can tell your brother whatever you want to tell him.”
He looked at me for a few seconds and then shook his head. “Clean yourself up, Gemma, and then we’ll just tell him we met at a rave.”
“Well, I would clean myself up if you got me a rag and some water or something. I don’t have anything to clean my dress off. You didn’t need to do that.”
“I was just marking my territory,” he said with a shrug.
“But I’m not your territory, Connor. Remember?”
“I forgot for a couple of seconds.” His eyes gazed into mine. “Sue me.”
“Can you get me some water, please?” I said softly, wanting to cry. I wasn’t sure what was going on, why he was being so difficult, but this was a lot harder than I thought it was going to be. Not that I’d anticipated being in a situation like this, but I never would’ve anticipated being in a situation like this and then fucking one of the brothers before going to tell the other brother that I wanted to be with him. Which, in all ridiculousness, didn’t even sound right.
I could feel tears coming to my eyes. I didn’t want to be with Lucas. I didn’t care that Lucas was looking for a long-term relationship. I didn’t care that Lucas was handsome. I didn’t care that on paper he wanted all the things that I wanted. I didn’t want to be with Lucas. I’d rather be single than be with Lucas.
It struck me that I didn’t even have to stay in this house. I didn’t want Lucas and I didn’t want Connor either. I didn’t want a guy that could play with my feelings like this, that could fucked me with his brother outside the door and then tell me to go to his brother. What sort of guy did that? Not any sort of guy that had any sort of feelings for me. I was done. I was done with this whole situation. Screw him. Screw them both.
“Gemma, are you crying?” Connor’s voice almost seemed to be cracking as he walked over to me. “Gemma.” I could see the concerned look on his face. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing is wrong. This is just a ridiculous situation and I don’t want to be here anymore. I just want to leave.”
“I thought you wanted to be with my brother.”
“I don’t want to be with your brother, Connor, you fucking idiot. Would I have just fucked you if I wanted to be with your brother?”
He gave me a small smile. “Well, I don’t know if you would have. I mean, I’m pretty irresistible.”
“Shut up! You’re so full of yourself.”
“Um, I don’t know if I’m full of myself, but…” He paused. “Hey, don’t cry. Okay, Gemma?” He wiped the tears away from my face. “What’s wrong? Tell me what’s wrong.”
“Nothing.” I looked away from him. I wasn’t going to tell him that I’d fallen in love with him. I wasn’t going to tell him that the only one I wanted was him. I wasn’t going to tell him.