Confessions of a Dirty Do*chebag: Frat House Confessions by Stacy McWilliams

Confessions of a Dirty Do*chebag: Frat House Confessions by Stacy McWilliams

Author:Stacy McWilliams [McWilliams, Stacy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-04-23T16:00:00+00:00


Fight or Flight

Sawyer

My hands shook as I snuck into Trav’s room to text Cassie. I didn’t like her. I never had, but desperate times called for desperate measures. I sent her a quick message to come over, then deleted it when she text back, so he’d never know I’d been the first to text.

I had to speak to Elysa. I had to.

That was three hours ago and Cassie had just shown up like I knew she would. I wait until Travis is with her in the den and she’s sucking his cock before I sneak into his room.

Seeing my girl there, broken and exhausted kills me, but what’s worse is that she doesn’t think she belongs with me. She’s mine and she’s no mistake to me.

I crawl into bed at her back and press soft kisses along her shoulder, wrapping my arms around her waist as she sighs and relaxes against me.

For a while I just lie there, holding her when the thoughts I’m fighting hard against start dragging me under.

I could have lost her. I could have lost her because of Travis and his disbelief that I love her. I need to talk to her and then I need to talk to him, but first I’m going to lie here and hold my girl.

My eyes swim with moisture and I bury my face in her neck as the pain and loss I felt watching her being taken into the ambulance overwhelms me again.

My shoulders shake with my sobs and I want to man up, to leave her to rest, but I can’t because what if I never get a chance to tell her how stupidly in love with her I am.

“Sawyer,” her raspy voice calls out and she shifts, turning to face me.

“What are you doing here?”

Her hoarse whisper makes it harder to speak and I crumble on the bed as she wraps her arms around me. She doesn’t speak again, but holds me as I fall apart. I should’ve stayed with her. I should have told Trav that I had feelings for her and that I was fighting for her because she was worth fighting for. We were worth fighting for.

Eventually my tears stop and I lift my chin, brushing my lips against hers.

“Lysa, I’m so sorry. I should have been there for you. I should have stopped this from happening.”

Her posture tenses and she freezes as my tongue tastes her lips before she unwinds her arms from around me and scoots back in the bed.

“I know you feel guilty,” she tells me in a broken whisper, “ but this wasn’t your fault and I can’t do this with you right now. I need you to go. Please. It hurts to talk, to breathe and I need to sleep.”

I slip out of the bed and lean over, capturing her lips in a gentle kiss, but I pull away frowning when she doesn’t respond to me. Maybe I really have lost her.

“Sawyer, go. If Travis finds you in here he’ll…”

“Do what to me? Hate me? It’s too late, he already loathes me right now.



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