Crossed Lines

21.

I have no idea what to say.

"When?" he asks as he clenches his jaw once more. Besides me sitting on him, he's not touching me anywhere else. He places me on the bed as he stands but he sits back down. His face is stoic, no emotion whatsoever. His clenched jaw and fists give him away though. He's pissed. He sits on the side of the bed, his back facing me.

"The night we had dinner and you came over before your trip to say bye." I say shyly. If possible, his body becomes more rigid before relaxing again. He lets out a laugh of disbelief before shaking his head at me.

"Did you enjoy it?"

"No." I say in disbelief

"Did you kiss him back?"
"What? No I wouldn't do that to you."

"We'll it's the only explanation I can think of as to why you're only telling me three weeks after it happened. You clearly had enough chances to tell me, including the day it happened."

"I swear it only lasted like 3 seconds and I pushed him away." I move from the bed to stand in front of him. I push his legs apart, since he has no intention of doing so. I stand between his legs and he looks at me. "He was a bit tipsy but he apologized right after. He felt really bad." I try to make it sound not as bad.

"You were just talking about your lack of trust in me, yet you were hiding things from me. How am I supposed to trust you when hide things like that from me?"

"I just didn't want to ruin our little goodbye and he was still here I was scared you would do something, and after that it never really came up again. It meant nothing to me. I was going to tell you. I just didn't know when. To be honest I thought it wasn't such a big deal, I just wanted to forget that it ever happened."

"It is a big deal to me Mel." He says. "I don't want to worry every time you're with guys, that they'll make moves on you and you'll just forgive them because they're your friends."

"He apologized and we decided to forget about it and I told him that I'm taken already." It's not like he didn't know already.

"Your mine. You hear me? No one else's." I grab his face thankful that this didn't end as bad as I thought. I kiss him and feel him relax into me. "No one gets to kiss you, but me." He stands up, grabbing my hips before throwing me on the bed, hovering over me. He grabs both my wrists into one hand while the other sits on my shirt. "No one gets to touch you like I do." he says hoarsely.

His right hand moves underneath my shirt, trailing patterns across my stomach. His hand inching closer and closer to my chest. He finally reaches my chest, causing me to gasp.

"Gosh I want you." he says coolly. I hesitate for a second. Afraid that I might do something I'll regret later. He reads me like a book once again as he looks down at me. "I won't let you do anything stupid. I promise." And I believe him. He releases my hands and gets on his knees between my legs. He takes his bottom lip between his teeth as his eye roam my body. He bends down and connects our lips. He flips us around so that he's beneath me this time. He moves so his back is leaning against the headboard, taking me with him so we're both sitting upright.

He wastes no time as his hands move to my ass and his mouth captures mine in a kiss again. I moan involuntarily as his warm tongue slips into my mouth. Oh its bliss. His warm, toned chest against my own. There's nothing that compares to being in his arms right now. His tongue continues to explore my mouth. His kiss is unforgiving as he pulls me impossibly closer to him. I don't think even a gust of wind could slip between our bodies.