Last Mistake by Lauren Biel

Author:Lauren Biel [Biel, Lauren]
Language: eng
Format: epub

CHAPTER 12

Harley

I sat at the kitchen table with half of my mind focused on the textbook in front of me. The other half wouldn’t stop reliving what had happened last night. I raised my phone and sent a text.

Thank you for last night

Don’t thank me. It’s weird ;)

Mason came into the kitchen, half naked except for the gray sweatpants hugging his hips. I closed my textbook and eyed him. “ETA on your apartment?”

“Good morning to you too,” he said as he rifled through the cabinets.

“I’m serious, Mason. I’d like to have my house back.”

“Soon, I’m sure,” he said as he slammed another cupboard loud enough to make me jump.

“Jesus, Mary, and Joseph! Must you be so annoying?”

He walked over to me, stepping closer until his Adonis belt hovered right beside my head. I swallowed hard. He leaned over and rubbed a firm hand along the back of my neck. The touch felt familiar, but I couldn’t understand why. We’d never been close enough to comfort each other this way.

“Annoying you is too much fun, Hal,” he whispered in my ear, and his warm breath sent shivers up my body. “Why do you hate me so much?”

My eyes narrowed, and I drew away from his touch. “You know why.”

“Do you hate me, or are you afraid of me?”

I scoffed. “I hate you,” I said, but I wasn’t sure if that was the whole of it.

I’d feared him when the police took him to the station. I remembered finding out what he’d done and telling my father I didn’t want him to stay with us anymore. Rapist, abuser, dangerous. I called him every name in the book. My father just kept saying, “He’s a kid. He’s a teenager.”

I was a kid. I was a teenager. And I never assaulted someone. I also didn’t watch multiple men assault someone and say nothing.

Mason was a bad person, and I hated him for all he’d put me through. It was like he preyed on my fear of him before he moved out. He’d corner me or make sure he touched me when he talked to me.

“I think you’re afraid of me.” He leaned into me and put his hand on my shoulder. “Your breaths quicken when I’m near you. When I touch you, I see the throb of your rapid heartbeat in your neck.”

“N-no,” I stammered.

“Yes, Hal. Say it. Say that you’re afraid of me.”

“No,” I said more firmly. I refused to give him that satisfaction.

His hand rose from my shoulder to my throat. His voice was breathy. “Are you afraid I’ll touch you?” Like a predator with its prey in its grasp, he groaned at my suffering.

A tear squeezed past my clenched eyelids, and I grabbed his wrist and pushed him away. I rose from my chair and cleared my throat to force my confidence. “Yes, Mason, I’m scared of you. Things you used to do to annoy me took on a new meaning in my head, things from before you even did what you did.

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