Page 79 of Twisted Little Game
End of story.
He’s a better person than the others I’ve been with, too.
“Enjoy,” Maks says with an encouraging nod. “Careful he doesn’t fall in love with you, putting that monster inside him.”
I shake my head. “He will fall in love with my cock. But he knows who I am, and that we don’t fit.”
The words feel like a lie as they leave my mouth.
We do fucking fit, when it’s just us.
But then there is everything else.
The world I was born into.
The life I would never bring him into.
When Tate returns to the table, I don’t bother hiding it from Maks anymore when I touch him. I run my hand over the back of his neck, massaging it softly, then let my arm rest on his shoulders.
When Maks leaves, and it’s just me and Tate in my car, he’s acting strange.
He’s looking at his phone, tapping away at it, and at first he looks happy, then his expression starts to fall.
“Say what you’re thinking,” I tell him, not starting the ignition in my car.
He tilts his phone over so I can look at it. “I got a message while we were in there. It’s from Kian, the guy in my French class. You think I can trust him?”
Kian
Meet up with me at the festival tomorrow?
Tate
I’ll be there!
Fuck yes. I’ll win you a prize. What’s your favorite animal?
I don’t know… a wolf?
If they have a wolf plushie, it’ll be yours. I can get us drinks, too.
My friend Ollie is bringing some liquor.
Even better. It’s a date.
Bitterness swirls in my chest as I read each message.
“You like this guy?”
Tate nods. “He’s nice. Everyone here has been really nice to me.”
“And this is the boy who told you he was gay?”
“He’s definitely gay.”
I lift an eyebrow. “Why do you say it like that?”
He runs a hand through his hair. “He, uh… he asked me to walk with him to the pool after class yesterday. I did, because it’s all out in the open, on campus, around other people—”
