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You left me in your bed alone, Tyler, like I was some twenty-dollar fuck you picked up on the corner,” she growls, her eyes wide and dark. “Never say that about yourself again,” I growl, taking a step toward her. “You have no idea how wrong you are.”
“Let me in,” she murmurs quietly, inching closer to me. The seconds flick away slowly around us. “You wouldn't like what you would see.”
“Where does that leave you then? What's your so-called addiction?” I ask curiously. My skin flares when he turns and locks his eyes with mine. “You, Gray. I think I'm addicted to you.”
My words seem to spark a reaction from inside him because he whips his head to the side and lets out a string of curses before smashing our mouths together.
“That’s for you. It’s been like that for years, but you never gave me the chance to tell you.”
“That's cool. Why is he here? In your kitchen? When you're wearing the same amount of clothes you do when you make coffee every morning after I fuck your brains out?”
“If you see her in the lobby, turn around. If she's in the elevator when the doors open, wait for the next one. If you can see her wherever you are, close your fucking eyes. But I don't want to find you so much as breathing the same air as her again unless you want to spend the remainder of your days in a fucking wheelchair. Got it, Cody?”
I have her shoved back against the living room wall before she can finish her sentence.
“Gray?” He whispers my name and his Adam's apple bobs when he gulps. “Yeah?” Please don't say something that will tear me to shreds while I'm standing naked as the day I was born with cum dripping down my thighs. “When you told me you were falling in love with me, did you mean it?”
“Yeah. Or else telling you that I'm in love with you would have been incredibly awkward.”
Tyler's quiet, raspy voice is the last thing I hear before I fall asleep. “Sweet dreams, my love.”
