You Will Be Mine (Forever and Ever #7)(45)

“You don’t want me?” she asked sadly.

“Maybe another time,” I said. “Not tonight.” I felt bad for wounding her pride and embarrassing her. But I knew she didn’t really want to sleep with me. She was just wasted and depressed. I usually had no problem sleeping with drunk girls but I couldn’t take advantage of Alex that way.

I handed her the shorts. “Put these on. I’ll be outside.”

She held them in her small fingers and didn’t speak.

Once I left the room and shut the door behind me, I took a deep breath. It was hard to turn down a gorgeous woman when she was naked and on my bed. But I somehow found the strength to do it.

A few minutes later, I heard her voice. “Theodore?”

I cracked the door and looked inside. She was lying under the covers. “It’s Theo.”

She sat up and pulled the covers over her. “Are you sleeping on the couch?”

“Yeah, I’ll be here all night. Don’t worry about me.”

She fidgeted with the blanket for a moment, trying to downturn her gaze. She seemed insecure, even afraid.

“What is it?” I asked hesitantly.

“Can you…sleep with me?”

People were different when they were drunk, but she was such a different person I didn’t recognize her. “Um, okay.”

“Thanks…”

I came inside then shut the door behind me. Then I pulled off my jeans and t-shirt. She’d seen me shirtless before so I didn’t see the point in being clothed now. I got into bed then pulled the covers up.

The moment I closed my eyes, she snuggled into me and wrapped her arm around my waist. A quiet sigh escaped her lips, and the smell of her hair came into my nose. Her skin was soft and had the fragrance of flowers. When her strands touched my arm, it tickled. She was lighter than air and soft like a teddy bear.

For the past few months, all we did was hate each other. But she was in my arms and sleeping in my clothes. When she woke up in the morning, she may not remember any of this. Or maybe she would.

I just hoped our relationship had changed forever, that we would finally be able to get along.

And maybe we could even be friends.





Chapter Eleven


Cayson


Even though three months had passed, it felt like time had stood still.

I was still in agonizing pain.

I still couldn’t breathe.

Skye wouldn’t leave my thoughts.

I concentrated on my studies and forced myself not to think about her. Whenever I went on my nighttime jogs, she came into my mind. But then my anger rose. When I thought about what she did, it made my lungs burn.

How could she hurt me like that?

Did I not mean anything to her?

I hated her. I hated her.

No…I loved her.

But that made me hate her more.

The best part of medical school was the rotations. It was nice utilizing my education on actual patients. Being in lecture and learning mounds of information was stressful, but I felt rewarded when I actually got to apply it. Being with my patients was what I enjoyed most. When I made them smile, I felt like I accomplished something.

Other than that, I was fairly miserable.

There were a lot of girls in my class, and most of them were cute. But they didn’t catch my attention. Anytime I saw a brunette, I thought of Skye. She wouldn’t leave my thoughts.

Suzie, a blonde girl in my class, was always staring at me in lecture. Every time I caught her look, she turned away. She was nice, but shy and quiet. I could tell she was into me so I steered clear from her.

When class was over, I ran into Mitchell in the hallway.

“How’d the midterm go?” he asked.

“I did okay,” I said with a shrug.

He rolled his eyes. “You mean you got the highest score?”

I shrugged again, unsure what to say.

He clapped my shoulder. “Well, congratulations. We should go out for a drink later.”

I didn’t like going out. I preferred staying in my room where I could be miserable without ruining anyone else’s day. “Maybe…”

Suzie approached us, looking nervous and fidgety. “Hey…”

“Hi, Suzie,” I said politely.

Mitchell nudged me in the side. “She’s cute.” He pushed me forward, encouraging me to talk to her. “Invite her for drinks tonight.” He walked away and winked at me.

Suzie smiled but it was forced and uncomfortable. “So…how’s it going?”

“Good. You?”

“Good.” She nodded. “I did well on my midterm so I’m happy.”

“Congratulations.” I didn’t know what else to say. I just wanted to walk away.

She played with a strand of hair. “Do you…like…want to get coffee…or something?”

I felt cornered and awkward. I knew it took a lot of confidence to ask me out. It was clear she didn’t do it often. But I couldn’t imagine being with anyone. And I didn’t want to waste her time. “I’m sorry, Suzie. I’m going through a break up right now and I’m not…in the right place to date.”

“Oh.” Sadness and disappointment came into her eyes. “Oh, I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. But thanks for the offer.”