“Stop,” I growled, stepping toward her. “I’m sorry for upsetting you. I didn’t mean anything by it. But after today, I realized that there are going to be a lot of obstacles that we need to get through, and I don’t expect you to understand my point of view.”
“Try to explain it to me then.”
“Things changed dramatically because of what happened between us and I wouldn’t change that. But you said yourself that you were being spontaneous. It could have been a moment where you let your walls down. I wanted to be the person you needed in that moment. That doesn’t mean that moments last. We both know not all of them do.”
Her eyes widened. “You…” Her lips parted and then closed promptly, like she was trying to collect her thoughts. Color drained from her cheeks until she was pale. “Wow. That’s how it’s going to be, huh? Yeah, I get it. Moments end.”
Cursing, I stepped in front of her when she gripped her bag tightly and tried sidestepping me. “I didn’t mean it like that. I’m trying here, Della. I want you to be happy, but you can’t honestly think this won’t change us. It has to.”
“You make it sound like such a bad thing. Enlighten me, Theo. What are you trying to say because I’m not a mind reader? I want things to change. I’ve wanted that for a long time. That doesn’t mean we have to be different people though, so why are you making such a big fuss out of it?”
“We can’t be who we were!” I yelled, cussing under my breath when a few people walked past us and turned in our direction. “Can we go inside and talk?”
“No.”
“Della—”
“I don’t want to be who we were. We’d be going two steps back. Do you think I’m stupid? Or are you worried that I’m going to start demanding more from you?”
“That isn’t it.”
“Then talk to me. Here and now.”
Hesitation held me back, which only made her come closer to her own conclusions based on the twitch of her lips. “We can’t be Theo and little Della, but in some respects, we’ll always be. There are going to be memories that remind me of where we started. And no matter how much time passes, what occurs between us, that will haunt me. Not because I’m ashamed. Not because I regret finally having you as mine, because I don’t and I would, will, do it again very soon. You’re mine Della. You always have been. You’re just mine in a way a lot of people will fight against.”
She scoffed. “We’re back to that?”
“People will threaten us.” They already have. Pratt’s face flashed in my mind, making my fists clench at my sides.
“They have no grounds!” she shot back.
“Don’t they?” I questioned, shaking my head in disbelief. How many times had the public seen me out with her when she was younger holding my hand, laughing, watching me carry her on my shoulders? They saw a man helping his best friend raise his daughter when his job kept him busy. They saw somebody who was doing good for a selfless cause, but it wasn’t selfless. I liked being there for Della. Watching her succeed. Seeing how she grew up into a strong woman. But if they saw what that innocent relationship grew into, it would be bad. Especially if it were The Dick who released that information like I knew he would—like he’d all but threatened.
Della gaped at me, slowly shaking her head like she couldn’t believe what I was saying. Part of me couldn’t either. “And what exactly have we done that warrants that kind of doubt?”
“I slept with somebody who was a ward of mine. Somebody that my longest friend trusted me with.”
“Because you care about me.”
I nodded. “True, but that won’t mean much to a lot of people given the history we have. Trust me, Della, there are people out there who are rooting against us.”
“So, I’m only allowed to be yours in private? A dirty secret you keep in your back pocket for you to play with when you see fit.” Her voice wavered, splintering my heart when the hurt grew in her eyes. “I don’t want to be the person you get to love in the dark, Theo. To even think that’s what you might want…”
As soon as that four-letter word escaped those heart-shaped lips of hers, I was fucking gone. How many times had she told me that growing up? All innocent. All pure. Hearing that now, even indirectly, it was a possibility that struck me fucking stupid. I needed her to tell me she loved me, to know I loved her, but I wasn’t sure how we could get there without serious problems with Pratt. I needed to handle him first before we explored things publicly. “You have never been my dirty secret.”
Furiously swiping at a fallen tear on her cheek before I could, she stepped back from me with a harsh breath. “Is that why you wanted to go inside and have this discussion instead of just manning up and doing it here in public? Is that why left so early the morning after you came inside me so people wouldn’t wonder why Theo West was leaving my apartment building? Did you decide this before or after I sucked you off until you shot down my throat? Or is it—”
“I get your point,” I cut her off in a hard tone, fists shaking.
“But am I getting through to you?” she doubted, rubbing her temples. “Like I said, Theo, I don’t want to go back to how we were. We can’t. We will never be the same after what we did. It was a spontaneous decision. It was one I made that I was proud of because I got to control it. I got to do something that made me happy, something I’ve wanted to do for
