Page 64 of Secrets and Lies

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There’s another silence, and this one so long that my screen times out twice and I have to tap on it to flash it back up.

I know I’m pushing things, especially when he’s obviously emotional and dealing with shit, but whatever. He texted me, and he’s an adult. He can put his phone down and walk away if he doesn’t want to have this conversation.

Just when I think he’s done just that, the bubble pops up again. The little dots appear, then disappear, then appear, and disappear again before a message finally comes through.

West: what’s the other reason?

My brow furrows as I reread his question.

Anthony: other reason?

West: why guys thinking I’m bad in bed isn’t a bad thing. You said there was more than one reason

Anthony: because it doesn’t matter if other guys want to fuck you

West: it doesn’t?

Anthony: no

West: why not?

Anthony: because if anyone is going to fuck you, it’s going to be me

My screen goes dark as another pause stretches between us.

Anthony: do you want that?

His answer comes in only seconds after I hit send.

West: yes

Anthony: where are you right now?

West: my room

West: why?

Anthony: what would you do if I was in your room right now?

This time the pause is so long I’m convinced he’s done with the conversation, and I’m just slipping my phone back in my pocket when his text comes through.

West: what do you mean?

Anthony: if I was in your room and I kissed you, would you let me?

West: probably

Anthony: what if I told you to get on your knees?

West: maybe

Anthony: what if you didn’t know I was there until you felt my hand around your throat. Would you fight me or would you be good for me?

West: I don’t know

Anthony: yes you do

Anthony: tell me

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