Jase

The shrill whistle cuts through the air with an insistent blast.

Avery…

I shove past bodies to follow the sound and find her alone in the hallway. She’s slumped against the wall, knees drawn up to her chest…and she’s crying. What the fuck?

I scoop her up in my arms, carry her to the nearby bathroom and lock the door behind us. I set her on the counter and push her hair back from her face. “Avery, baby…Tell me what happened.”

She sucks in a shuddering breath, biting her bottom lip. “I’m sorry I’m such a mess.” She uses the back of her hand to brush the stray tears from her cheeks and looks up at me with a pained expression.

“Whistle? Did someone touch you? Tell me what happened.” My blood is pounding in my veins. If someone hurt her, I will lose it.

She shakes her head. “No, nothing like that. It’s just…I saw someone from my past…remembered things I didn’t want to remember…” Little hiccups rack her chest, and tears still swim in her eyes.

If I could take away whatever she’s been through, I’d do it. I hate how powerless I feel. “Avery, tell me who he is. Let me handle this.”

She swallows down a sob. “Not he. She. And please don’t do anything, it’ll make things worse.”

She?

Fuck. I hate her past; I hate whatever this is that won’t let her move forward. “Avery, talk to me.”

“Not about this, please, Jase. Don’t make me. Can we just pretend…for one more night…please?”

me what you need.

tell you, Jase. I don’t know

“Then let me make you

nods slowly, her green eyes

but a low moan breaks in her throat. This is the only way I know how

entire time. It’s the only weapon in my arsenal to drive her past away. And I will use it. I know of no other way

Avery

stroking, rubbing, stopping briefly to wet his fingers with his mouth, then caressing me again. The way his slick fingers slide across my sensitive

me and lets out a groan of his own when he penetrates me. He knows my body better than I do and he gives me what I need before I

undone, and Jase is taking me there. I lock my knees, my hands scrambling for something to hold onto

I

at me with a devilish smirk. “Oh, I know you can, baby. But the guys can hear you, and I have a feeling you’re

was in full swing when we started this has gone eerily quiet.

panties and jeans into place, zipping and buttoning them for me, while I stand there uselessly,

Okay?” He drops another kiss on my mouth

long we were tucked away in the bathroom – at least twenty minutes, I think. Jase takes my hand and exits first. The hallway is clear, but when we pass by the living room cheers erupt – applause, whistling, hoots and hollers. My cheeks flame like never before. God, this is embarrassing. I tuck my chin to my chest,

shuts and locks the door, then turns to face me. I’m sure my cheeks are still flushed, but he doesn’t seem

to my body, the responses he elicited, I know it’s no use pretending I don’t want this. Every fear has been silenced; every thought is tangled up with Jase. In this moment, I feel like I could let my past slip away, like I could start fresh with Jase and forget all about Brent and the mistake that shall not

show you how good we could

seductive tone of his deep voice and the promise of more breaks

sitting on the edge. Jase lifts my shirt over my head, and with a quick flick

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