Easy, Schmeasy! (Fast Break Book 4) by Becca Seymour

Author:Becca Seymour [Seymour, Becca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Rainbow Tree Publishing
Published: 2024-05-22T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 17

SAMMY

Power.

Fuck. Is that what I’ve been giving Trevin all this time?

The thought pulls me up short. My already aching stomach goes haywire, much like my brain as I struggle to process. Jesus, am I really so dim? I know I’m not acing classes, but I’m passing. It’s not like I’m even trying to be a brain surgeon. Lofty plans and I have no relationship whatsoever.

“I have no idea why the hell you married me.” Insecurities not buried too far beneath the surface spill free. My tone is low, ashamed. I’m not even looking for an ego boost.

“The hell are you talking about?” Bentley’s voice is riddled with confusion. “Why on earth wouldn’t I want to marry you?”

Is this what I’ve become? A self-pitying dipshit who seems to spend his life screwing up and making one bad decision after another? Not that marrying Bentley fits into that category, but maybe I put too much pressure on him. Forced his hand.

Nausea swirls in my stomach. I can’t look at him.

“Sammy, whatever the hell you’re thinking, stop.” Soft fingers touch my chin and gently tilt my head. “Please look at me.”

My eyes snap to his. I’m not that much of an asshole to not do as he asks.

“Now it’s your turn. Tell me what you’re thinking.”

A heavy throb of my heart takes my breath away, and my body tenses. If I tell him what’s going on in my mind, what if he agrees and I lose him? Or worse, what if he stays because he feels sorry for me?

“Please, baby.”

I close my eyes. I can’t deny him anything. I respect him too much to even contemplate trying.

“I feel like a fool.”

Bentley clamps his jaw together, a fierceness forming in his gaze as he stares at me, but he doesn’t say a thing, giving me space to talk.

“It’s a lot, you know?”

This time, he bobs his head and says, “I know,” before lifting my knuckles to his lips and pressing a kiss against them.

The gesture, so insignificant in the grand scheme of things, soothes me. My eyes sting, but I don’t hide away from Bentley.

“I’m not sure why or even how you can love me after everything I’ve done and put you through. The last thing I want is to put ideas in your head that’ll have you running….” I trickle off with a humorless laugh.

Waiting patiently for me, Bentley strokes his thumb over my skin. I focus on his touch, his calm assurance. I don’t think there’s been a time when I’ve been so serious or so lost for words. The whole situation feels alien, as though I’m losing myself.

“Can we tell the guys? Just them,” I clarify. He knows I’m referring to our housemates. It goes without saying that includes their boyfriends.

The thought pulls me up short.

“You think there’s something in the water at the house?” I’m totally teasing, but I latch on to it like a lifeline. The fact that I even feel like joking is an emotion I want to cling to.

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