All Over You (Unforgettable You, Book 1.5) Read Online Free Page B

angry.
    He’s turned on and pissed off. The throbbing between my legs renews. But I know I can’t let anything happen between us. No matter how much I might want to.
    “ If I wanted to have sex with you believe me, you’d know,” I lie. I so do want. “Now I just want you to get your clothes on and get out of my apartment.” I pull out of his arms and his hands drop from my waist to his sides.
    If he was about to say something, my words stop him. Several moments of silence follow as we stare at each other. With his expression wiped clean of emotion, his bristled jaw firm and his mouth unsmiling, he’s nearly impossible to read.
    After a few more beats, Scott shakes his head, which does little to disturb his bedhead hair. “We need to talk.” His voice is rough and low. He’s not asking, it’s a demand.
    My stomach drops. I’m conscious of what I’m not wearing: things like a bra, pants and underwear that don’t leave both my butt cheeks bare. Of course, then there’s the lack of Scott’s clothing, the erection he can’t hide and the fact that he looks just as good tousled as he does all dressed up or in worn blue jeans. This is not a good place for me to be. Which is why I’ve done my best to avoid him since last summer. Since I broke it off.
    I clear my throat and try to collect my thoughts. “Well I don’t want to talk,” I say and make a move to go around him.
    He grabs my arm just below the elbow. I shiver at the contact, briefly closing my eyes. I can’t let him know how he still affects me so I turn my head when he pulls me firmly but gently toward him. “Talk to me, Becca.”
    His low plea has the power to make me forget. But only for a short time. How am I going to learn from my mistakes if I continue to make the same ones with the same person?
    God, this is just too hard. I shake my head in denial because I can’t see there’s anything more to say.
    Unfortunately for me, Scott’s not the kind of guy to just give up. Not if he wants something badly enough. If that were the case, we’d never have gotten together in the first place. Oh I’d thought he was hot alright, but at first glance, he’d looked like a player. I thought his interest would be fleeting and soon he’d be on to another girl. Plus, one of the girls at the orientation had told me he was from southern California. So even if I’d wanted, the distance would make anything happening between us impossible—at least during our senior year in high school.
    “ I know you were freaked out last summer but everything turned out okay. It’s been over a year and I hoped you’d have gotten over it by now.”
    I blink and tip my head back to look up at him. Not everything turned out okay.
    We broke up didn’t we, you idiot?
    The fight he’d put up when I told him we should call it quits had been token at best. He’d seemed more relieved than anything else, letting me go without much of a fight. He hadn’t even offered to slow things down. He’d just nodded like he understood and agreed that things weren’t working between us. It was only then that I’d known I’d done the right thing. The sane thing.
    There was no way in hell I was going to end up like my mother—as much as I love her to death. No way. She’d thought John was going to step up when she’d gotten pregnant with me but he’d turned his back on her…and me. And three years of phone calls, birthday gifts and Christmas presents don’t come remotely close to making up for a childhood of nothings.
    “ What?” he prompts after several seconds of silence, eyeing me warily. Probably because I must be looking at him like he’s nuts.
    I step back to give myself room to breathe as I rub the back of my neck. “Scott, do you really think I broke up with you because I was freaked out about what almost happened?” I finally ask, staring intently into his eyes.
    “ We were both freaked out,” he says.
    A calming sense of resolve comes over me. “Do you want to know