Kell was inagony. This was so wrong! They shouldn’t be doing this. The lastthing he wanted was to ruin what they had together, yet he couldn’thelp it. She tasted so sweet. Her skin, so soft and warm.
He wanted her.He’d wanted her forever. “We shouldn’t be doing this.” Again, hecontinued to kiss her, helpless to stop himself. The girl was hisweakness. This sweet little soul would be the end of him.
“No… I don’t want you to stop,” Becky said breathlessly,panting for little gasps of air, literally melting into a puddle ofwant and need at his masterful ministrations. Searching out hisspellbinding lips, it was her turn to show him just how much heaffected her. Locking eyes with him, she captured his conflictedface between her palms and kissed him hungrily, with everything shehad in her. “Oh, Kelley… it’s been you all along.” Withoutrealizing what she was doing, she attempted to straddle him, rightthere and then.
The girl wasliterally climbing him. He had to stop her, or else there’d be nogoing back. Any more of this, and he would take her right there onthe very bed that she’d so desperately touched herself. Oh, themere thought of her so worked up, so alone and desperate forrelease… The image of her slipping her little hands between herlegs was almost too much for him bear.
“Oh, Becky… don’t say that,” he gasped, reluctantly tearinghimself away from her.
Before shecould make sense of any of it, Kelley stood up, gripped her by theshoulders and held her away from him.
At that verysame time, Crispin’s melodic voice rang out from downstairs,further interrupting their moment. “Come on down, you two. Pizza’sgetting cold!”
“Kelley, we’re not done yet,” she beseeched him. Swallowingaudibly, her hands twisted around to grasp his elbows. Why did hestop? She wanted him so badly. He obviously felt thesame.
“Not now, love. Not like this,” he rasped with regret, lookingintently into her desire filled eyes. “We can’t.”
“Why not?” she asked, suddenly very hurt anddejected.
“Don’t even go there,” he ordered, frowning at the sight of theheartache and disappointment on her face. There, he’d done it.Exactly the reason he needed to stay away from her. He had hurt herfeelings, and he would only do it again. “You and I are justfriends.”
“But you kissed me.”
“Yes, and it was wrong of me. I’m sorry, Becky. This justcannot happen,” he said, giving her shoulders a firm squeeze.“We’re housemates, that is all.”
“But…” Becky was at a loss for words. Not wanting to beg,though, she took a deep breath and nodded stoically. Fine, if hewanted it that way then she wouldn’t try and change his mind. Nottoday anyway. She may be inexperienced, but she wasn’t completelynaive. Kelley wanted her. She’d felt in his kiss. In fact, she’dseen it in his eyes now and then when he looked at her when hedidn’t think she noticed him stealing glances.
“It just wouldn’t be… appropriate,” he explained with obviousregret.
“Appropriate?” she repeated, quirking an eyebrow. Goths… Sincewhen were they so preoccupied with propriety? Becky gave her head aquick shake. Perhaps he was just worried about timing. That must beit. She did only just break up with Jax, again. Then there was thewhole thing with Keegan. She would simply have to be patient. Maybein a week or two, he might reconsider.
“Yes,” he said, studying her carefully. The last thing hewanted was to upset her. His whole purpose in coming up here in thefirst place was to cheer her up. “Shall we go downstairs, join theothers for pizza?”
Chapter 30
Thankfully,Kell had been right about no one bothering her regarding theunfortunate circumstances of that fateful night. Especially Keegan.In fact, he avoided her like the plague. Which was fine withher.
He was astrange character anyway and his avoidance of her wasn’t a totalloss in her eyes. He proved quite withdrawn and self-absorbed. Whenhe wasn’t sulking about, he spent most of his time downstairs inthe basement, wallowing in self-pity as Crispin so eloquentlyphrased. When Becky asked him why he was that way, Crispin went onto explain that he was going through a painful breakup with thegirl that he’d left the band for.
“The twit had it coming,” Crispin said, rather flippantly. “Whodoes that, anyway? That’ll teach him to leave his friends behindfor a girl he only just met.”
One evening asthey sat watching another in a series of horror flicks, Keeganfinally emerged from his basement dwelling and stood sulking in theliving room doorway. Looking up from her comfy position betweenDorian and Crispin, her toes tucked under Dorian’s knees forwarmth, her head on Crispin’s lap, she couldn’t help but flinch atthe scowl on Keegan’s face. Why was he looking at her with suchcontempt? Was he still upset at her for occupying his room?
“What the fuck’s your problem?” Kell said, sitting up in hischair.
“Not that you would care,” Keegan bit back, looking downwardslike a sulky child.
“Oh, come on, out with it,” Crispin scoffed, placing areassuring hand on Becky’s shoulder.
“You want to join us? Is that it?” Dorian asked when the moodyGoth refused to speak up for himself. “Or are you just going tostand there?”
Keegan lookedup and scanned the room, eyeing the spot that was presentlyoccupied by none other than Becky. “Where? There’s obviously noroom for me anymore.”
“Oh, for fuck’s sake,” Crispin snarked.
“Am I in your spot?” Becky asked, recognizing the situation forwhat it was. She started to sit up, but Crispin refused to let her.He almost too forcibly held her in place. “Crispin…”
“No,” he insisted, holding her down. “He can damn well sit onthe floor.”
The last thingshe wanted was to give Keegan another reason to resent her. Thiswas obviously his spot. If he wanted it back, then it was the leastshe could do since he already hated her for taking his bedroom.
“I’ll take the floor. Please, let me up,” Becky protested,trying without success to push Crispin’s vice-like grasp away fromher shoulder, which
