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Five years. Five whole years of memories with him, and I had to blow it all.
After cocooning myself in my blanket, I curled into a ball. The music in my earbuds stopped playing twenty minutes ago, but I didn’t have the energy to get my phone from the dresser. Too much shame was weighing me down.
My fingers grazed against my necklace. Even if Eros made me feel better than Trevon, the feelings I had toward him were purely physical. It was infatuation. They’d go away. They always did.
But I couldn’t keep this from Trevon. I needed to tell him.
I lugged myself out of bed, picked up my phone, and dialed his number. Voicemail. I hung up and tried again. After calling for the fourth time, he picked up.
“Hello?”
“Hey,” I said. “Sorry for calling you at work, but I need to tell you something.”
“Dani, did you get in alright? Thank Eros again for me.”
“Actually, I wanted to talk to you about hi—”
I heard a woman say something through the phone, voice muffled. Trevon said something back. People started yelling. “Dani, I got to go. Some guys are fighting in the middle of the bar. Tell me about this later.”
Before I had the chance to respond to him, the line went dead. I sighed and threw the phone next to me.
Dam it. Dam it. Dam it. Every time I tried to tell him about Eros, something always interrupted us.
My phone buzzed beside me. I picked it up—hoping Trevon was calling back already.
Unknown: Breakfast tomorrow? ;)
My eyes widened. I swear, if this was Eros, I was going to—
Another buzz.
Unknown: This is Kasey btw (restaurant bathroom girl)
I sighed in relief and added her number to my contacts. The candle beside my bedside crackled in the dark. It probably wasn’t the smartest idea to go have breakfast with someone I just met in a public bathroom but I needed to talk to someone about my problem. Maria was too nosey, Trevon was too busy, and Dr. U would only talk sense to me. I rested my head against the pillow and texted her back.
Getting out of this apartment would do me good—anything to take my mind off of Eros would help me at this point.
“Dani,” Eros murmured against my ear. I was lying on my stomach with the side of my face pressing against my pillow, the sweet scent of ci
My toes curled. He felt so good.
He sucked on the skin just below my ear, teeth pressing against my flesh ever so lightly, making me moan. His fingers curled around my chin. “Do you like the way I touch you?”
I nodded, his stubble against my neck making me shiver.
“What should I do to you tonight?”
Anything. I just wanted more and more. I never wanted him to stop. I pushed my hips back against his.
“Tell me what you want,” he said, steadying my hips with his.
“I… uh…”
He slipped his fingers under the waistband of my shorts, rubbing me roughly through my thin panties. I squirmed under his touch, the pressure already building inside of me.
“Tell me,” he said, harsher this time.
“I want… oh, God…”
He removed his hand from my shorts and pushed me onto my back. Lying on his side, he propped himself up on one of his elbows. The moonlight streamed in through the sheer curtains, bouncing off of his bare abdomen. I ran my fingers down his abs, down his v-line, and let them linger at his waistband. I gulped, gazing at the bulge in his pants.
After tucking his finger under my chin, he made me gaze into his eyes. They were black again. Completely and utterly black. No hint of white, no piercing green. Endless black pits.
They should’ve scared me.
He moved his lips closer until they were hovering above mine and grabbed my hand, placing it firmly on his bulge. “Is this what you want, Dani?” he asked, lips grazing against mine.
“Yes.”
I rubbed a hand over my face and pulled my blanket over my half-naked body. Another stupid dream about Eros.
From my bed, I gazed out the window. My curtains were pulled back, and I could see the morning’s pink and purple clouds over the city skyline. Why couldn’t I have a normal night for once? Why was he haunting my every dream?
My phone lit up on my side table. One unread message from Kasey asking me about breakfast. No messages from Trevon.
After sending him a good morning text—and not receiving one back—I rolled out of bed, dressed for my internship, and walked out of the room, following the scent of bacon and eggs. When I reached the kitchen, I paused and gazed at the Eros who was sitting at the counter with Maria and his roommates.
“Dani!” Maria said, hopping off of a stool. Strands of her blonde hair hung around her face. “Come eat with us. We made extra!” She walked over to the skillet. “I’ll make a plate for you.”
“I have plans. Maybe next time,” I said. I grabbed my jacket from the coat hanger.
“Is Trevon coming with you or is he staying here until you come back? Because if he is, he should come eat.” She stuck her head down the hall. “Trevon!”
“Trevon isn’t here.”
She placed a hand on her hip. “Mhm, sure. That’s why you have that big bruise under your ear. You must’ve given it to yourself last night, if he wasn’t here.”
“Bruise?” My fingers grazed against the skin below my ear. It was tender, but there wasn’t a bruise there. There couldn’t be. I opened the camera on my phone, staring at the screen in disbelief.
A text from Trevon popped up, but I ignored it. My skin was dark purple and red. It looked like a hick—wait a second.
My gaze lifted to Eros. He was tossing an apple into the air, staring at me with the greenest eyes I had ever seen. I shoved my phone in my jacket pocket. “Eros, can I speak to you?”
I didn’t wait for his reply. I just walked out the front door and waited for him to follow. He shut the door behind him, leaning against the doorframe. The hallway was empty—thank God. Eros threw the gra
“Stop it.” I dug my nails into my palms. “I don’t know what you’re doing, but I know that you’re up to something and it needs to stop.”
“What do you mean?”
I placed my hands on my hips. “First, you steal my panties. Second, I have this huge hickey on my neck!”
“What makes you think I gave you that hickey?”
“Because you gave it to me in my dre—” I stopped. I sounded so stupid. I had no proof that he did this to me. And, besides, I locked all the doors and even pushed a chair in front of my door so, if someone came in, I would know. Nothing was out of place this morning.
He tilted his head, still tossing that apple.
“Were you in my room last night?” I asked.
“Do you think I was?”
If I was wrong about this, I’d make a fool out of myself. But I already made a fool out of myself the first day I met him when I was dancing around in that damn underwear. So, I swallowed my pride. “Yes.”
He cocked a brow, eyes flickering down my body for a moment, and kicked himself off of the doorframe. “If you’re getting breakfast with Trevon, I suggest you cover that up.” And, with that, he opened the door and walked back inside.
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CHAPTER 7
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Dani
“What the Heaven happened to you?” Kasey asked, staring at my neck with wide eyes. Coffee was brewing behind the counter, filing the room with the bitter scent of mocha. I was just glad that it wasn’t ci