Between the Secrets by S. Ferguson

Author:S. Ferguson [Ferguson, S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: S. Ferguson
Published: 2017-03-15T16:00:00+00:00

16

Jake

Ryan walks out leaving me on the floor with Greg. I’ve never been so grateful for someone’s arms around me. I’m also fucking thankful Ryan didn’t ask for more. I feel like a sponge that was full and someone just wrung me out. I have nothing left to give right now.

“Alright, let’s get you cleaned up. Then we can head out to see Ron. But we’re serious: no alcohol,” Greg gently reminds me as he helps me stand.

We end up showering together again, but there is nothing sexual about it. Greg is physically and emotionally holding me up right now. He washes my entire body so tenderly. I don’t think anyone has ever been so careful with me. Treating me like I’m valuable, fragile. It makes me cry more. God I feel like such a wuss. Greg doesn’t say a word about my tears; he just keeps quietly washing me before washing himself.

Once he’s done, we both get out, drying off and donning our work clothes. In an effort to counteract my shitty mood, I dress in a loud purple shirt, covering it with a charcoal-gray jacket that matches my dress pants. I perfect my faux-hawk in the mirror on the back of my door and walk into the living room. Greg walks out of his room at almost the same time, nearly running into me. I get a whiff of his cologne and a bolt of desire runs through me.

“You smell good.” So fucking lame, Jake.

“Thanks. Purple, huh?” Greg asks, looking me over from head to toe, his desire evident in his eyes. I start to squirm. He’s practically eye-fucking me. I like it, but I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to that look from him. I don’t know if I want to ever get used to it.

The drive to Keegan’s is more subdued than normal. I am feeling better, but the idea of not drinking there is kind of throwing me for a loop.

I’m beginning to think Ryan and Greg are right. Maybe I’m using alcohol to escape my pain. I also know that I have to go straight to Ron’s office and apologize tonight, which is terrifying as fuck. Ron isn’t a nice guy. He’s been good to me, but I know better than to confuse that with weakness. He won’t hesitate to get rid of me if I can’t get my shit together. Without Ron, I have nothing. No more Greg, no more Declan, no more life.

Once I park, I hesitate to get out of the car. I hate that this isn’t a fun place for me anymore. I hate that I grew so dependent on alcohol without even realizing it. I hate the raging fucking asshole I was the last time I was here.

“Time to get this over with,” I finally say, opening my door and stepping out into the glow from the setting sun.

“You got this. Just channel your inner cocky bastard.” Greg smirks at me. “Wait, that was actually terrible advice. Don’t be cocky with Ron.

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