By the time we get back to the room, my mind is working overtime to try and figure out what it is he could possibly want to talk to me about that doesn’t involve him just being a dick.
I can’t think of anything, either. I know that makes me sound like a bitch but seriously. The guy has tormented me since day one. He tried to possess me.
“Okay, we’re here. What do you want to say to me?” I throw my bag on the bed and sit down, too tired to really even think about the message that could be sending.
He smirks at me before walking over and sitting down beside me. “Comfy.” He bounces his ass on it a few times before he settles. “Alright, Brian knows sort of what I’m about to say, but it has me feeling all kinds of fucking weird.”
He grimaces when I look at him like he’s an idiot.
“Bry knows what you’re going to say to me?” I ask, slight stunned.
He nods. “Sort of. He knows the gist of it, but talking to a guy about that shit is just fucking wrong.”
Yeah, I’m lost. “Okay…” I motion for him to move this along. Having him sitting so close to me without shooting daggers my way is messing with my brain.
“Okay.” He takes a deep breath and looks me straight in the eyes. “I’m a dick. We both know this.” It takes all I have not to laugh, but I can’t hide the smirk on my face, and he grins at me. “See, we are on the same page.”
I like this side of him. I think.
“I know I haven’t been nice to you, and you have no reason to really believe me, but I feel a connection with you. I think you feel it too.”
I just stare at him. I’m pretty sure my mouth is hanging open.
“Don’t get speechless on me now, babe,” he breathes out nervously. “I need the words you so freely fire at me.”
I just continue to look at him for a moment, my brain trying to catch up with his words.
“You, Colten Connerton, king of the holier than thou douche posse, feels a connection to me?”
He laughs and scoots his butt closer, shifting the bed. “Yeah, and you feel it with me too.”
I snort at him, but can’t meet his eyes. He’s right, I do. Not the same way I do Brian, but it’s there.
Brian speaks to the fun loving happy parts of me. Colten? He speaks to my darkness. The desires, wants, and anger I try to never let out. The part of me that no one ever sees that is just as much a part of me as the happy girl everyone does see.
“Maybe I am, but you tried to possess me, Colten!” I scream at him before getting up to pace the room and put some space between us. “Who the fuck does that to someone for shits and giggles?!”
“Hey, I told you I was a dick, babe. Let’s move past that part of the conversation. I think it’s pretty well established.” He gives me a pointed look, and I huff out a frustrated sigh and continue pacing.
“That doesn’t give you the right to try and possess people. Thank fuck you can’t with me! I have zero doubt you would have made a fool of me.”
He gets up and walks toward me, backing me up until I hit the small kitchenette counter in the room with nowhere else to go.
“Yeah, I would have. You know why?” He’s towering over me and looking fine as hell, his head dipped down to get closer to me.
“Why?” I mentally kick myself for sounding breathier than I wanted to. I hate that he’s doing things to me.
He smirks, catching the sound. “Because babe. You didn’t back down or act afraid. You came in here hotter than hell, and took my shit then threw it back at me.”
I choke out a laugh at him as he smiles down at me, leaning his mouth closer to mine, and my breath hitches.
“I can’t possess you. That means I finally found one person I can be myself around, and that, babe, is fucking everything.” He leans in and takes my mouth in a rough and hot kiss, his hands landing on my hips and gripping them tight as he pushes me farther into the counter before he pulls back, his breathing starting to match mine.
“I felt like something rearranged inside me when I saw you.” Kiss. “Like you had come to destroy my entire fucking existence by just being here.” Kiss. “But then I saw you walking around, happy and full of light, and laughter,” Kiss, “not caring that the rest of us around you were miserable.” Kiss. “Then I realized, you may just be the thing that saves me from a life of misery and hell.”
He’s looking deep into my eyes and I can see the truth in his words. The passion, the desire, the need for me to accept what he’s saying to me. To trust him.
I want to. “There’s a lot about me you don’t know, Colten.” I lean into his touch as he pulls me closer, brushing my lips with his.
“Baby, I know everything there is to know about you.” He looks thoughtful for a second. “Well, not everything. Actually, you’re kind of a mystery in our world.”
I choke out a laugh. Yep, that’s me. Harleigh Roe, the mystery succubus of Connerton fucking Academy.
“Well, I’m kind of a mystery to myself so don’t feel too disappointed there, big guy.”
He chuckles and picks me up, lifting my ass onto the counter so we’re eye to eye.
“There’s a lot I don’t know about who you are as a person, Harleigh Roe.” He cups the side of my neck with his hand as the other one grips my hip again, even harder this time. “But I want to. Will you let me get to know you?” He searches my face for a moment, awaiting my answer.
I should say no. I should be happy being with just Brian, and I am. But if what his dad said is true, then I owe it to him and I both, to all three of us, to explore this thing between Colten and me.
I let out a breath. “Okay.” I nod, and he captures my mouth again, forcing his tongue through my lips.
The second our tongues meet, he groans in pleasure, dropping his hand to grip my hips and pull me into him.
I lift my arms to wrap around his neck, and wrap my legs around his hips on instinct alone.
His touch is different from Brian’s. More confident and intense. Rough and more desperate with need as his tongue plunges the depths of my mouth. He bites my bottom lip making me gasp as I clutch his hair in my fists, making him chuckle into my mouth.
