her.
“Nothing. I just focused on finishing school. A guy asked me out just before graduation a few months ago – he must have been new to campus because he didn’t seem to know I was the freak…”
“Don’t,” he said quietly, firmly. “Don’t call yourself that.” He hoped the anger in his voice didn’t shut her down, but he couldn’t hear that word used in reference to her again and keep his sanity.
She nodded at him before continuing. “I agreed to go to get coffee with him. I managed to keep it together but I was a mess inside and when he tried to kiss me good night I lost it – the dorm’s RA had to help me back to my room because I couldn’t remember where I was. She wanted to call someone but I begged her not to. I convinced her I was just really tired and hadn’t slept well because of finals.”
“Why didn’t you tell Logan? Or me?” He saw her flinch at the accusation in his voice and he cursed himself.
“I’m sorry I did this to you Shane. I know it was wrong.”
“Savannah, look at me.” When she lifted her eyes, he moved back to the bed and sat down on the edge so he was facing her. “I don’t blame you and I understand why you did it. I just wish you had come to me-”
“I couldn’t,” she said roughly. “I knew what you would say – you only see me as Logan’s little sister. I knew you could never want me that way.” When she dropped her eyes again, he placed his fingers under her chin and forced her eyes up to meet his.
“You’re right – I would have said no, but not because I don’t want you.” He leaned over and kissed her gently, his lips barely brushing hers. He pulled back so that there was just a sliver of space between them. “I’ve wanted you from the moment I met you.” He sealed his lips back over hers and licked the seam of her closed mouth until she opened on a gasp, then thrust his tongue into the warm depths. A few more seconds, he promised himself as he twined his tongue around hers. He just needed a few more seconds to memorize her taste. When he finally pulled back she followed him, her hand closing around the back of his neck to stop his departure. He allowed himself another few moments of pleasure and then put his hand on her cheek as he separated their mouths. They were both breathing heavy and he rested his forehead against hers for a moment.
“I’m not saying no because you’re my best friend’s sister,” he began and he saw her squeeze her eyes closed because she knew he was going to walk away from her. “I’m saying no because I still have enough sense to know that you deserve better.” He brushed another kiss over her lips and then stood. He forced himself not to look back as he grabbed his shirt and shoes and disappeared out the door. He thought he heard a sob as the door clicked shut, but he wasn’t sure and it didn’t matter anyway.
***
The sun was just starting to set and the room had grown dim when Savannah finally forced herself to move. She hated that she was cold again – in those few brief moments when Shane had been inside her, she’d felt nothing but warmth. The noise in her head was back too – that annoying white noise that always seemed to be taunting her, reminding her that the control she had over her life was an illusion. The knot began forming in her stomach and she felt the tingling underneath her skin – it was nothing like the sparks she had felt when Shane had grazed her thigh or the overwhelming tightness she had felt when he stroked her as her body welcomed him deep inside her.
When she’d first seem him on the bed, his nudity had overwhelmed her and it had taken everything in her not to grab her clothes and run. She hadn’t been sure what she was thinking when she had come up with the idea that someone like her could control a man like him. He was strong, beautiful, confident, experienced – she was none of those things. But when he hadn’t moved or made any effort to break the rules she