The Impact of You

Chapter 21

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?”

breaking my fucking heart. “Tell me what you need. I’ll do it,

her head. “I can’t tell you, Jase. I don’t know

her chin up. “Then let me make you

green eyes searing mine with their intensity.

breaks in her throat. This is the only way I know how to help her, and

stroking hers. Despite her fears and warnings about going slow, we both know we’ve been building towards this the entire time. It’s the

Avery

hamper Jase any. His fingers find the spot my body needs him most, stroking, rubbing, stopping briefly to wet his fingers with his mouth, then caressing me again. The way his slick fingers slide across my sensitive flesh makes me cry out. He lifts my shirt and pulls down the cups

and I shamelessly rock my hips against his hand, needing more. Reading my body, he pushes one finger inside 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 even

me there. I lock my knees, my hands scrambling for something to hold onto just as I’m almost there. Suddenly Jase removes his hand and

I

I know you can, baby. But the guys can hear you, and I have a feeling you’re going to be even louder

party that was in

zipping and buttoning them for me, while

we go out there, just ignore them. Okay?” He drops another kiss on my mouth and I merely

how 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, not daring to meet their eyes, and follow Jase to

door, then turns to face me. I’m sure my cheeks are still flushed, but he doesn’t seem to mind my awkwardness. He stalks toward me like a predator

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,

to show you how good we

and the promise of more breaks

sitting on the edge. Jase lifts my shirt over my head, and with a quick flick of his wrist, my bra drops open too.

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