Uninvolved (28 page)

Kyle
offered to come back to her house afterward
,
but he had been drinking so she told him to just crash at his parent
s’
house because she was going straight to bed
.
Kyle agreed and walked out with Becka, Lucy
,
and Curt to Lucy's car.

Once they were in the car
,
Lucy turned around to Becka
.
"That was insane."

"It was literally my worst nightmare."

Curt was driving and clearly confused
.
"What are you both talking about?"

Lucy glanced at Becka to get permission to spill
.
Becka shrugged and looked out the window as Lucy said
,
"So Becka is kinda in love
…
"

Becka's head snapped forward
.
"I never said I was in love with him."

"Whatever
,
" Lucy said
,
waving her off
.
"Becka is clearly, whether she would like to admit it or not
,
in love with
Nate
."

"Who's
Nate
?"

"The guy who came with Kyle's little sister."

Curt's eyes flicked to the rearview mirror to look at Becka
.
She
looked away.

"But what about Kyle?"

"Becka is trying to like Kyle so that
Nate
doesn't hurt her."

"How could he hurt her?"

"By not returning her feeling
s
."

"Does he know she has feeling?"

"Yep
.
They’ve
been seeing each other this whole time."

"What?"

"I know, but
Nate
didn’t know about Kyle
,
and Kyle does not know about
Nate
."

"That's a lot to process."

"Which is way I left
,
" Becka
admitted
from the back seat.

Chapter 11

Once Becka was home
,
she took a hot bath to soak away her shame
.
She was just about to add more hot water to the tub when she heard a knock at her door
.
After getting out of the tub and
putting on her robe
,
she
went to the door
.
Assuming Kyle got dropped off by a friend
,
she almost didn’t check the peephole but
did after hearing her mother's voice in her head say
one can never be too safe
.
Becka gasped when she realized it was
Nate
, not Kyle
,
at her door.

She
slowly opened the door
,
doing her best to look at her feet the whole time
.
Without saying a word
,
Nate
walked past her into the living room
,
and she shut the door behind him.

"What was that Becka?"
Nate
began.

"You're joking
,
right?" Becka fumed
.
"Did I miss you asking me out on a date or to be your girlfriend
?
Or
am I just supposed to wait around on the off chance you may ever want to?"

"I just want to know why you didn’t tell me about him
,
"
Nate
replied.

"Like you tell me about every girl you take home
,
" Becka retorted.

"A couple of things
.
One
, a
boyfriend is a very different
than any random girl
,
and two,
I have not touched any girl other than you since New Year's
,
"
Nate
replied.

Becka's mouth dropped open
as she
sank down onto the sofa.

"Why didn’t you ever tell me that?"
s
he asked after a moment.

"I didn’t tell you because I don’t know what I can offer you
,
"
Nate
said simply, also sitting.

Becka moved closer to him on the sofa
.
"Really, just me?"

He pulled her into his lap and buried his face into her neck as he nodded his head.

This was so confusing
.
Yes, she now had a better understa
nding of
Nate
's feelings for her
, but it wasn’t like anything had changed
.
Sure, he wasn’t seeing anyone else but that did not change any of his commitment
issues
.
Kyle seemed like the obvious choice
,
but Becka could not deny the pull
Nate
had on her.

"I don’t know what to say
,
" Becka
sighed
.

Nate
's response wa
s to cover her mouth with his
.
Becka melted in his arms and reveled in his amorous ass
ault
, t
he intensity of his touch and
the
fierceness in which
Nate
tangled his fingers in her hair
.
Becka shifted in his lap so that she was straddling him
.
Nate
broke their kiss
,
pulling her hair back hard as he moved his lips to her neck.

Becka could feel him
through his pants and pressed herself closer to him
.
Nate
shifted his hands from her hair to her breasts, pulling
open her robe
as
far as he could
.
The
sleeves
of her robe
moved down
halfway
as well and immobilized her arms
.
Not going to work, Becka thought
.
With
her arms like this
,
she could not touch him.

Be
cka sat up straight
and readjusted her robe before
sliding her arms out of it
.
Her
robe
was
half off
,
pooled around her waist as she leaned back down to him
.
He ran his hands up and down her back
,
making her shiver
as they kissed
.
Why couldn’t it feel like this with Kyle?

Becka unbuttoned his shirt
,
and he shrugged out of it
,
never taking his lips from hers
.
He huffed at their separation when
she tugged off his undershirt, c
raving his sk
in against her own
.

Becka stood suddenly, grabbing
the belt of her robe to keep it up
and his shirts
in one hand
,
and one of
Nate
's hands in her other
.
S
he
pulled him to her room
.
After pushing him on to her bed
,
she pulled her
robe
off the rest of the way and joined him
.
Nate
kicked off his shoes and covered her with his body
.
Becka loved to feel the weight of him on her and arched her back as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

Becka's mind raced with conflicting emotions
.
She
felt terrible for betraying Kyle, knowing full well that what she was doing was wrong
.
Then her mind would glory in the moment of all that was
Nate
.
Even after all of this time
,
she still could not quantify what it was about
Nate
that made her react this way
.
Was it biological
?

The part of her mind that was loyal to Kyle said
,
stop this
.
Kyle is a good guy who loves you
.
While the much louder
(
and bit of a bully
)
side of her brain that was hot for
Nate
was contemplating tying him up and forcibly having her way with him
.
Maybe this situation was win-win
.
Knowing
that she had a boyfriend was not stopping
Nate
from making out with her and
,
since they had not actually had sex
,
was it re
ally cheating?

Becka moved her hands down to tug at
Nate
's belt
.
He stilled at the touch and suddenly sat back
,
putting his head in his hands.

"This is so wrong
,
Becka
,
" he said quietly as he raised his eyes to hers.

Becka sat up and moved to kiss him
,
but he turned his head before she could
.
Her mouth dropped open in surprise.

"Don’t look at me like that
,
Becka
,
" he said
,
caressing her cheek with his thumb
.
"It is just
messed up
that I heard that guy tell you he loved you
tonight
."

"I don’t love him
,
Nate
."

"I figured, given what we are doing."

"What are we doing
,
Nate
?' Becka asked as she reached for her robe.

"I really have no fucking clue
,
"
Nate
admitted.

Wanting to put some space between them to avoid
launching herself at him
,
Becka went to the kitchen to grab a beer
.
She was still there
,
leaning against the counter
,
when
Nate
walked out to join her
.
He had not put his shirt back on
,
which Becka took as a good sign
.
She offered him a beer
,
but he just opted to take a pull from hers
.
Seeing him with her beer in his hand reminded her of the empty beer bottle from the last time he was over that was still up on a shelf in her closet.

"Do you want me to break up with Kyle?" Becka
took
her beer back from him.

Nate
picked her up and sat her on the counter and moved to stand between her legs
.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his forehead on her shoulder before saying
,
"I don’t know
.
Yes.
No
.
I
just
hate the idea of anyone touching you
."

She set her drink down on the counter and began trailing her fingers up and down his back
.
God, he had a be
autiful back
.
He turned his face to her neck and
placed
delicate kisses from the base of her neck up to her ear
.
He undid the belt of her robe a
nd slid his hands inside and around
her back.

"I want you so bad right now
,
Becka
,
" he breathed into her ear
,
nipping it.

"Then take me
,
" Becka plead
ed.