You either fucked him or you didn’t.”
“We’ve never had sex, well, not all the way.”
“I don’t want to hear about this, Lace.”
“So you’d rather me lie? Do you want me to pretend everything is okay?”
“No, but I want you for myself. I don’t want to share you with that asshole or anyone else.”
“I didn’t want to share you, but clearly you thought it was okay to hook up with other people.” I could tell from the way she was being defensive that he’d gotten under her skin.
I reached over and tried to touch her hand, but she pulled away. “Do you have feelin’s for him?”
“I like him.”
“What about me?”
She looked at me as I pulled over and put the car into park. “I still love you.”
Lacey wouldn’t look at me and I could tell she was conflicted. I’d never considered what it was like for the other person in a relationship to have to share affections. I felt like shit. “I can be faithful. I’ll change.”
She turned and finally peered at me, but the look on her face was different. “Have you been with anyone since we broke up?”
I could feel the bile rising to my throat. Why had she asked me that? Was it really important? “Of course not.” The lie lingered on my lips. I knew it was wrong, but telling her the truth would of sent her right back to Joey. Knowing that she still loved me meant I had a chance. I needed a clean slate to make things right. I couldn’t add fuel to the open fire and expect to not get burned.
Lacey smiled, seeming pleased of my faithfulness, even though it was a load of crap. “Did you really miss me?”
I ran my hand through her hair and leaned against the headrest. The sun came in the window, showing off the natural highlights of her blonde hair. “Like a crazy person.”
“Yeah. I know what you mean.”
We stared at each other for a few moments, saying nothing. We were together, maybe not as a couple, but she was still with me and she loved me. It was enough for me to be happy about. Lacey was worth fighting for and I just needed to prove it to her.
We saw three apartments, all about thirty minutes from where I worked. Provided that my dad would have me back, I’d be able to pay for it easily. Of course, if I had a roommate, someone to share my expenses and my bed, it would make things even better.
Lacey was great for the rest of the day, giving me her opinions like she’d be around to help me decorate. I took her out for a late lunch and she even agreed to go with me to get things from my parent’s house. I knew he’d be at work, so it was be easy to gather my things without him getting in my face again.
Peyton was in the kitchen when we entered. She gave me a look and shook her head at me. “Save it, sis. I’ve heard enough from Dad.”
I pulled Lacey in my room and shut the door before I could hear my sister respond. We were alone and in private, where no one could interfere. Taking advantage of the situation, I pulled her into my arms and held her there. She didn’t reciprocate at first, albeit it didn’t take her long to put her arms around my back and lay her head into my chest. “If I could go back, I would.”
She looked up and smiled. “Do you really love me, Shayne.”
I nodded. “I do.”
Our lips met and it felt so good to kiss her. After a few moments, she pulled away. “I’m going to go out and wait with Peyton. You better hurry in case he comes home early.”
I started packing up all my things in duffle bags. Twenty minutes later, I realized that Peyton could blow everything up in my face. I grabbed the rest of my shit and ran out toward the kitchen.
Lacey’s face told me I was too late.
Lacey
It was good to see Peyton and I wanted to chat with her while Shayne was packing. He was starting to push for more from me and I wasn’t ready for that, especially after being intimate with Joey earlier in the day. Not to mention the fact that my body tingled every time I thought of him touching
“We’ve never had sex, well, not all the way.”
“I don’t want to hear about this, Lace.”
“So you’d rather me lie? Do you want me to pretend everything is okay?”
“No, but I want you for myself. I don’t want to share you with that asshole or anyone else.”
“I didn’t want to share you, but clearly you thought it was okay to hook up with other people.” I could tell from the way she was being defensive that he’d gotten under her skin.
I reached over and tried to touch her hand, but she pulled away. “Do you have feelin’s for him?”
“I like him.”
“What about me?”
She looked at me as I pulled over and put the car into park. “I still love you.”
Lacey wouldn’t look at me and I could tell she was conflicted. I’d never considered what it was like for the other person in a relationship to have to share affections. I felt like shit. “I can be faithful. I’ll change.”
She turned and finally peered at me, but the look on her face was different. “Have you been with anyone since we broke up?”
I could feel the bile rising to my throat. Why had she asked me that? Was it really important? “Of course not.” The lie lingered on my lips. I knew it was wrong, but telling her the truth would of sent her right back to Joey. Knowing that she still loved me meant I had a chance. I needed a clean slate to make things right. I couldn’t add fuel to the open fire and expect to not get burned.
Lacey smiled, seeming pleased of my faithfulness, even though it was a load of crap. “Did you really miss me?”
I ran my hand through her hair and leaned against the headrest. The sun came in the window, showing off the natural highlights of her blonde hair. “Like a crazy person.”
“Yeah. I know what you mean.”
We stared at each other for a few moments, saying nothing. We were together, maybe not as a couple, but she was still with me and she loved me. It was enough for me to be happy about. Lacey was worth fighting for and I just needed to prove it to her.
We saw three apartments, all about thirty minutes from where I worked. Provided that my dad would have me back, I’d be able to pay for it easily. Of course, if I had a roommate, someone to share my expenses and my bed, it would make things even better.
Lacey was great for the rest of the day, giving me her opinions like she’d be around to help me decorate. I took her out for a late lunch and she even agreed to go with me to get things from my parent’s house. I knew he’d be at work, so it was be easy to gather my things without him getting in my face again.
Peyton was in the kitchen when we entered. She gave me a look and shook her head at me. “Save it, sis. I’ve heard enough from Dad.”
I pulled Lacey in my room and shut the door before I could hear my sister respond. We were alone and in private, where no one could interfere. Taking advantage of the situation, I pulled her into my arms and held her there. She didn’t reciprocate at first, albeit it didn’t take her long to put her arms around my back and lay her head into my chest. “If I could go back, I would.”
She looked up and smiled. “Do you really love me, Shayne.”
I nodded. “I do.”
Our lips met and it felt so good to kiss her. After a few moments, she pulled away. “I’m going to go out and wait with Peyton. You better hurry in case he comes home early.”
I started packing up all my things in duffle bags. Twenty minutes later, I realized that Peyton could blow everything up in my face. I grabbed the rest of my shit and ran out toward the kitchen.
Lacey’s face told me I was too late.
Lacey
It was good to see Peyton and I wanted to chat with her while Shayne was packing. He was starting to push for more from me and I wasn’t ready for that, especially after being intimate with Joey earlier in the day. Not to mention the fact that my body tingled every time I thought of him touching
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