“Hey…” She grabbed my arm, turning me to face her. “What happened back there?”
“I can’t do this with you anymore. This is my fault. I never should have kissed you, or crossed the line with you. But throwing yourself at me isn’t the right answer either. I stole all your firsts—it’s why you think you’re in love with me. It’s an illusion. You’re young, and I should have known better. I’m the adult here, and I took advantage of you. I fuck, Autumn. I’m not your boyfriend—you’re just my best friend’s little sister.” I regretted the words as soon as they came out of my mouth, and she jerked back like I had slapped her in the face, and I guess in a way I had.
“Kid…” I reached for her, but she stepped back.
“Just your best friend’s little sister?” she repeated, hurt and dismayed. She stood taller, eyeing me up and down. “You’re not fooling anyone but yourself, Julian. You’re a coward, a fucking pussy, who’s pushing me away because I’m getting too close to you. You’re in love with me too! You can pretend and deny it all you want, but I know you. I feel you. You can fight it all you want, but we’re connected in a way that even you can’t destroy. We’re soulmates whether you want to be or not.” She stepped toward me, getting right up in my face. “If you didn’t love me, then you wouldn’t have chased away Daniel—you wouldn’t have been jealous! You wouldn’t have dry fucked me on my birthday. You claimed me. Making sure your lips, your hands, your fingers, your tongue and cock were all my firsts. You made damn sure it was only your touch, your scent, your body that I’d remember.”
“Autumn—”
“You want me to be yours, and that fucking scares you more than anything, because you’ve never wanted that from anyone else. Not any of the women you’ve slept with. My brother will understand, and if he doesn’t, then I don’t fucking care! This is my life, and I want you in it in every possible way.”
I arched an eyebrow and cocked my head to the side. “You think you got me all figured out? Well, here’s the truth, sweetheart. I don’t love you. I’m not in love with you. You’re not my girlfriend and I don’t want you to be. I’m sorry I risked my friendship for you, but you’re not worth the sacrifice.
She shook her head, her eyes immediately watering with tears.
I spoke with conviction, even though it killed me inside. “The truth hurts, Autumn. You deserve better than me. Now take your ass back inside and leave my house. You don’t belong to me.”
Tears streamed down her beautiful face. I watched them pour out for a minute, unable to witness it any longer. “If you won’t leave, then I’ll do it for us.” I sidestepped her and left her there.
Her heart broken on my floor.
It wasn’t the last time I’d walk away from her, but it was the first time I wanted to stay. That realization alone sent me spiraling down a bottle of fucking whiskey. Losing the only family I ever had wasn’t an option, but staying in Autumn’s life wasn’t one either.
There was no one I could vent to, so I had to go through this alone. Which shouldn’t have been a shock to me, I had been abandoned from the moment I was born.
Before I knew it, I was sitting on a black leather couch, in a house we ended up at for Christian’s bachelor party. I was exhausted from the day and the never-ending plaguing emotions torturing me day in and out.
Christian had been watching me like a fucking hawk for most of the night. I had to prove to him I wasn’t fucking around with his little sister behind his back. There was no way out of it, and I needed to do what I had to.
End of story.
“What’s your name?” the luscious brunette enticed with her red, pouty dick-sucking lips. Wearing nothing but a tiny G-string and a bra that barely covered her tits.
“Don’t worry about it.”
The stripper laughed, swinging her long hair over her shoulder. I didn’t have to look over to know that Christian was staring at us. Waiting to see how I’d react and what I’d do. She took it upon herself to straddle my lap, grinding her pussy on my cock to the beat of the music.
“I want you,” she breathed out, leaning in to kiss me, but I turned, and she got the corner of my mouth.
From where Christian was sitting, it appeared like we were making out. I gripped onto her hair at the crook of her neck, tugging her head back, hard and making her whimper. Getting pussy had never been an issue for me, and she wasn’t any different.