Falling in Reverse (The Seasons Change)

by Julia Wolf

I don’t even want to think about what could have happened if I hadn’t been there last night. Who would you have gone home with? The first person to offer?” Whatever leftover bubble from last night, the closeness I had started to feel, the desire, all blew up like an atomic bomb. My feelings weren’t fragile, but they were fucking hurt. I grabbed my phone and hopped off the stool. Spinning in a circle, I spotted my shoes lined up neatly in the entryway. High heels and basketball shorts were going to be a look, but there was no way I could stay here for another second. “Iris, stop,” Ronan commanded, like I was his little soldier boy. I stuffed my feet in my shoes and went for the door, but my fingertips only grazed the knob before I was hauled back into a solid wall of muscle. I slapped at the thick arm banded around my middle, squirming and wiggling to be set free. “Fuck off, Ronan. I’m leaving. Stop touching me.” I tipped my head back to hiss at him. “Who knows what kind of diseases you’ll catch from me. I’m filthy.” His arms tightened, and he glared at me like I was a maniac. “Jaysus, woman. Stop fighting me and listen for once.” “No, you listen. I’m not going to stay here and let you accuse me of being slutty. If you hadn’t shown up last night, I would have danced with my friends until we shut down the lounge and then gone home and rolled around on my bed until I passed out. If I had wanted to take home the first person to offer, I could have, and there would have been no...