“Kisses will not make this better!”
He nods and takes a step back as I slump down on my bed. My fists ball up at my sides. Caleb gets down on one knee and rests his hands on my lap. “Skylar, I know I messed up. Believe me, I know. I should have been there, but Lance called me. We were supposed to grab wings a couple days ago, but something came up.”
I’m about to tell him that’s still no excuse for ditching me. Would it have killed him to call me, text me, something to let me know he wasn’t going to be there? I wasn’t asking for the moon, just a message. His fingers press against my mouth. “You know he and Kayla split up a few months ago, and I don’t know how she’s holding up, but Sky, he’s a mess. Like when we broke up in high school, only worse.”
I drop my gaze to my lap and nod. Kayla hasn’t been taking the breakup well, either. She said it was in the heat of the moment that she told him they were over. Of course, Lance hooked up with Kayla’s roommate that same night, and Kayla found out the next morning when she spotted Lance sneaking out of her dorm room. Apparently they haven’t talked since, but Kayla demanded a room transfer and almost changed schools, but decided to wait it out until the end of this semester.
“I’m sorry I wasn’t there. He needed me, though. He was there for me when I thought I lost you for good.”
“You should have just told me. I felt like you were avoiding me because you’d changed your mind.”
He shakes his head and then kisses my lips. He lets our foreheads touch as he breathes, “No, babe. I want this. You and me, the whole forever. I’m so sorry for not calling you. It was stupid.” His mouth captures mine again.
His tongue slides across mine. I guide my hands up his neck and through his sexy bedhead hair. He moans as I tug lightly on the strands while his lips press harder against mine. He gently lays me against the bed.
He leads a trail of kisses from my mouth, along my jawline, and down my neck, and I exhale in pleasure. His calloused fingers skim across my stomach and lift my shirt. I sit up a little, thinking he wants to take my shirt off, but he doesn’t.
Caleb pulls back and breathes, “Skylar, you’re my everything. I can’t lose you. Tell me I’m not going to lose you.”
I glance up at him. “You’re not going to lose me.” And he won’t. We lie against the mattress and continue to kiss. It’s sweet and I love it, but there is something off. I just can’t put my finger on it. But for now, I just bask in his kisses.
Chapter 6
Caleb
When she looked at me as if I stabbed her, I felt like we’d warped back to senior year of high school. I’d promised myself that no matter what, I’d never be the reason she’d project that look again. And anyone who made her feel that way was going to answer to my fists. But there I was, breaking my own promise.
I don’t want to walk away from her, or this. Doesn’t that make me a dick, though? Holding on to her, knowing I’m going to destroy us? I should tell her about the other reason I didn’t go to the appointment with her.
Yes, Lance actually called. I needed to hear his advice on what I should do about my situation. But it probably wasn’t the best idea, because Lance was an absolute mess. Well, more like a huge lumberjack mess.
I made the mistake of making a joke about his new, overgrown beard, and my boy went crazy. He threatened to kill me and told me he wasn’t in the mood for getting his balls busted. Then he grumbled about why he missed wings with me the other night. He didn’t need to explain—I kinda figured it had something to do with Kayla.
Lance was leaving his dorm and saw Kayla leaving hers, but a dude was walking with her. They were laughing, and Lance decided to follow them to see what the hell was up. I don’t blame the guy. Fuck I’ve followed Sky before when I thought she and my buddy Derrick were dating. I’ve also waited for her to come