Absolutely Unforgivable(71)

Next he called Trista and had her bring all the girls over to look after me. I appreciated the sentiment but I really didn’t want to see anyone. If I had my way I would have never moved off of the bathroom floor. I would have laid there until I died. How could Jeromy betray me like that? I guess I should have suspected something after he lied about Vegas but I just trusted him so blindly.

I don’t know how long I was on that bathroom floor but eventually Darla and Starla came in. Darla gently kicked my leg and I sniped, “What?”

“We are just seeing if you are still alive. If not we want your clothes. Well, not all of them because some of them are like old and gross. But some of them are okay I guess.”

“Leave me alone, Darla. I’m not in the mood for this right now.”

“Whatever. If you want to let some guy treat you like that, I guess that’s your own business.”

In the background I could hear Starla smacking her gum loudly like she and Darla always did. Something about it today though just went through me. I was so annoyed by her incessant chewing I sat up and said, “Would you please just leave me alone!”

I don’t know if it was the anger I built up over Darla and Starla annoying me or if it was the process of finally sitting up or maybe some strange combination of the two but I suddenly felt much better. I saw a smile come across Darla’s face as if she knew that by making me get up, even if it was to yell at her, I would be okay. And she was right.

I was still horribly upset about Jeromy cheating on me, but I had taken the first step. I picked myself off of the floor and walked into the living room where Mindy and Bree bounced up and down in joy at seeing me up and walking around.

“Do you know where Billy is?” I wanted to apologize to him for bringing all this drama into his house. He’s been such a sweet guy; he really didn’t deserve all of that.

Rocco said he was in the gym working out so I asked him if he would go into my room and grab my big suitcase. He did as I asked and brought it to me. I went into Billy’s closet and started packing my clothes. I didn’t really have enough room in that suitcase to fit everything but I packed what I could.

As I was just about finished Billy came into the room, slamming his bedroom door behind him. “What are you doing?”

“I’m packing.”

“I can see that, but why?”

“Because, Billy. I obviously can’t stay here anymore. So I’m going back home.”

My heart surged as Billy rushed up to me and grabbed my wrist, forcing it off of my suitcase. “This is your home.”

“You know what I mean,” I said, exasperated.

“No, I don’t.”

I sighed. “I mean I’m going back home to Oklahoma, to stay with my parents until I figure out what I am going to do with my life.”

Billy, who had finally released his tight grasp on my arm, gently put his hand on top of mine. “You don’t have to go. I don’t want you to go. I need you.”

I stopped for a moment and looked at him as he said that. His beautiful blue eyes were horribly sad. I tried to pull my hand away but he tightened his grip and then pulled my body into his.

“I can’t let you go,” he said softly as he ran his finger gently over my lips. I felt electricity course through my body.

I bit my bottom lip and then he pulled me into him tightly and gently started kissing me. His soft lips felt so good against mine. We both began to breathe heavily and he pressed his forehead to mine, sitting there for just a moment as if he was trying to control his heart rate.

His eyes narrowing, he lowered his head and took possession of my lips with a passionate kiss that made my head spin. I let out a soft moan as his lips pressed against mine. My body was burning with desire. He pulled back and brushed his thumb over my lips. His eyes were so warm and tender. The way he looked at me made my knees wobble and my breath quicken.

I started to say no, but I couldn’t force that word out of my mouth. I didn’t really want him to stop. As wrong as it was, I wanted him to throw me down and take me right here and now. My hand worked its way up his arm and he indistinctly flexed his muscles. His arms were so strong, so firm, and so damn sexy.

Still my mind raced with thoughts of Jeromy. But then again Jeromy did cheat on me. Clearly we were over, so this really isn’t cheating. Is it? My mind wanted to pull away, but my body wouldn’t move. I was in Billy’s arms, exactly where I wanted to be. If it was wrong, I truly didn’t care. All I wanted was Billy and I was tired of saying no. My body was consumed by desire and I had to have him.