This Love (This Boy Book 3) by Jenna Scott

Author:Jenna Scott [Scott, Jenna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781953520111
Publisher: Paige Press LLC
Published: 2021-04-26T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

Camilla

Round two lasts a while and feels downright leisurely, both of us taking longer to come after exhausting ourselves the first time. Now we’re snuggled up in Hunter’s bed. He’s on his back with his arm around me, trailing his fingers softly up and down my bicep, while I’m on my side, pressed against him with my head resting on his chest.

This feels nice. Warm. Familiar. Like home. I don’t want to lose it again.

But at the same time, I can’t ignore the rift between us. The shit Hunter said to me when we broke up echoes in my mind—about me fucking a teacher for a grade, fucking Emmett for the Stanford scholarship, and all the while flat out refusing to listen to my explanations. It’s shit he still hasn’t directly apologized for.

“Do you still believe I screwed a teacher for grades?” I ask. “That I slept with Emmett to get the Stanford scholarship? That I was cheating on you?”

Hunter’s chest, rising and falling steadily until then, stops moving. “No,” he says. “I’m sorry I said that. I wish I hadn’t.”

His apology lifts a huge weight off my shoulders, but at the same time I’m still upset about how we broke up. “You talked to me like I was trash. Like you believed the worst about me.” My voice wobbles.

“I’m sorry,” he says again, tightening his hold around me. “You’re not trash, Milla. You’re honestly the best person I know. I mean, besides my little brother.”

That gets a smile out of me.

“Hillary got inside my head with the Mr. Harris stuff and when she showed me that picture of you with Emmett—I just lost it,” Hunter admits. “She was telling me all this stuff I didn’t know anything about, and I assumed it was because the worst had to be true. That you were lying to me all along.”

“I wasn’t,” I say. “But yeah, I did keep some secrets. You wanna know why?”

He looks over at me in the semi-darkness. “Do you want to tell me?”

I take a deep breath and nod.

“Okay. So go,” he says.

“Wait. I just…before I start, you should know that the reason I kept it from you is because all this stuff that happened…it makes me sick to remember.”

Hunter shifts and I can feel his body tensing up next to me. “Like sick to your stomach?”

“Yes.”

“You don’t have to talk about it,” he says, stroking my arm again.

“I really, really want to though. No more secrets. I want to tell you all of it. The true story.”

“Okay.” His voice is gentle.

I lay my hand flat on his chest, feeling the reassuring pump of his heart, trying to draw strength from him as my nerves hit.

“I guess the way it all started is…I thought Mr. Harris just liked my work. His class was great—everyone at La Jolla High knew he was the cool teacher. The one you could talk to, or cuss around. And if he caught anybody smoking or graffitiing a locker or whatever, he wouldn’t rat them out.

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