Chapters (66)
- Cover
- Dedication
- Keep Reading
- One
- Two
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
- Eight
- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-One
- Twenty-Two
- Twenty-Three
- Twenty-Four
- Twenty-Five
- Twenty-Six
- Twenty-Seven
- Twenty-Eight
- Twenty-Nine
- Thirty
- Thirty-One
- Thirty-Two
- Thirty-Three
- Thirty-Four
- Thirty-Five
- Thirty-Six
- Thirty-Seven
- Thirty-Eight
- Thirty-Nine
- Forty
- Forty-One
- Forty-Two
- Forty-Three
- Forty-Four
- Forty-Five
- Forty-Six
- Forty-Seven
- Forty-Eight
- Forty-Nine
- Fifty
- Fifty-One
- Fifty-Two
- Fifty-Three
- Fifty-Four
- Fifty-Five
- Fifty-Six
- Fifty-Seven
- Fifty-Eight
- Fifty-Nine
- Sneak Peek
- Find Me
- Books by Mary Catherine Gebhard
- Acknowledgments
“You didn’t?” She lifted her head, eyes locking with mine.
“I couldn’t. You’re inside me, Story.”
STORY
He pressed me deeper against the wall, one arm still over my head.
“I can’t stop thinking about you, Snitch. I keep trying, but you’re on my mind when I wake up, when I sleep, in my dreams.”
“What you taste like.” His lips fluttered against the flesh of my ear.
“What you sound like.” He pressed his knee against my core, and a whimper fell from my lips. He pulled back, his forehead pressed to mine. It created a shadow, a secret just for us. His eyes locked on my lips, hooded and burning, jaw squared so tight.
“She’s my fiancée,” he said, voice thick. “She’s the girl I’ve always wanted. She’s perfect for me. I should want to marry her, but every fucking minute I see you.”
It wasn’t I want you. I choose you over her. It wasn’t a promise. It wasn’t an apology. It was a thousand miles below what I deserved, and yet I would’ve taken even less.
“I’m not going to be the girl you cheat with,” I whispered. “I’m not going to be that girl, Grayson.”
“I’m not going to be that guy,” he growled.
Then what is this?
His jaw was clenched so tight, and he was so close, I could see the pain cracking in his blue eyes.
“You’re the only friend I have, Story. With you, I don’t have to lie. You see me. I can’t lose that. I can’t lose you.”
“You’re the only person with whom I’ve ever had to lie.” The words tumbled and fell with the tears I’d been trying to hide.
He froze. “What?”
I shook my head, as if I could swallow the words, seal the hole I’d just punched in my heart.
He gripped my chin, trying to force my gaze to his. “Why, Snitch? Why are you lying?”
I exhaled, defeated. I was tired of lying, tired of pretending.
I met his eyes. “Because from that very first moment we kissed, I knew if I didn’t watch out, you could destroy me.”
His fingers turned bruising. “More.”
“Because I like you. I more than like you, but if I stop lying, if I tell you the truth, if I tell you everything—” I broke off. “But I don’t have any reason to stay. I don’t need your money.”
“I guess it’s a good thing I had you sign a fucking contract this time,” he growled.
“Is that what’s keeping me here?” I asked.
“Is it?” he demanded.
A moment passed like forever. Grayson still hadn’t told me he loved me. He hadn’t really given me anything. But someone had to be honest.
“No,” I confessed. “I lo—”