In The Spur of Heath (The Spur Series Book 1) (26 page)

“You know what.” Heath smirked.

“Just remember, this is my classroom.”

“And just remember what belongs to me, as well.” Heath retorted and everyone in the classroom began to whisper amongst each other. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. My jaw reached the floor. I draped my hoodie over my head and slumped deeper into my desk in embarrassment.
What the hell was wrong with Jake and Heath?

I then got up and walked out the classroom and Jake told the class to excuse him.
Great! Subtle!
He came after me. “Ms. Singh?” He walked briskly up my way and gently tugged me by my elbow. “What the fuck was that?” I asked in a stern whisper.

“What was what, Reese? I told you I love you! I want you back. Andrews is a waste of time!” Jake replied in the cockiest way ever.
Wow! It was kinda hot!

“Jake, please. Just please don’t make this decision harder than it already is.” I pleaded.

“I will not. I know what we had – have, and I’m not giving it up because Andrews fucked up and realized he wants you.”
But you fucked up!

“But
you
are the one who fucked up. You could have been honest from the jump and we could have worked through it!” I retorted.

“Reese, please.” His face fell flat.

It ached hearing him beg and fight for me. I wanted this so bad, same way I wanted Heath, now I have both and it’s destroying me. “What do you want, Jake?”

“Please just come see me later, after school. Please. At my house.” His eyebrow arched, is face innocent and pleading.
How could I say no to that?

“Fine. I’ll have to go home and get my car first. Where do I tell Heath I’m going?”

“Make something up.” He shrugged his shoulders and smiled. “Thanks, Reese.”

The drama, the drama.
After school, I was back at home with Heath, contemplating where to tell him I was going. I was a little spaced since my talk with Jake and I know that couldn’t have been too good for him. Maybe I should just do the typical – start a fight and storm out excuse
. Na, I wouldn’t do that. I couldn’t do that!

I got up from the sofa and went to his bedroom. He was in the shower. “Heath,” I shouted. I felt nervous and possibly guilty.

“Yeah.” I heard him reply over the noise of the faucet. My heart doubled.

“Um…I’m heading to the store to get a couple things, you want anything?” I didn’t hear anything. I heard the squeak of the faucet and then complete silence. Heath came out with a towel around his hips and his hair dripping wet. “What’s that?” He asked, slicking his hair back.

“I’m heading to the store, wanted to know if you need anything.”

“Oh. No, mate. I’m good.” He smiled and leaned in for a kiss. I pecked him on the lips and then left. I cruised down the road as
Never Gonna Change by Broods
played over my radio. My face was solemn. I was dead inside. The emotions were incomprehensible. I hated feeling this way. Lying to Heath and secretly seeing Jake all in the same breath was the ultimate betrayal and I couldn’t compel myself away.
Why was this so hard? Why can’t I walk away?

It’s been so long since I was last here. I pulled up in front of Jake’s house and flashbacks from my first visit flooded my mind. A sense of nostalgia washed over me. It’s funny how much could change in such little time. I first came here innocently, with only one thing on my mind and I ended up fucking him and eventually falling in love. This wasn’t the love story I had imagined.

I pulled into the driveway, right next to his Prius and got out, walked up towards his porch and before I could press the bel, he swung his doors open. “Reese.” He beamed, his eyes apologetic with a glint of hopefulness. He was dressed in nothing but sweat pants. I scanned his body
. Wow, when was the last time I saw him like this?
I drunk him in and for a minute, all I wanted to do was hug him, hold him, kiss him and make love to him. “Come in.” He croaked and led me to the living room. “I’m so glad you came. You want anything?”

I shook my head, my chest pounding and my pores prickling as I tried to disregard how hot he looked.
I definitely was staring – hard
! His hair was a little longer and much messier than my last visit to his house.

We sat on the loveseat, his eyes directly on me. “Reese.” He whispered and I turned to him and he inched closer. My body froze. He then palmed my hands and looked deep into my eyes, I could feel the pores of my skin rising again. His breath was minty and cool. He was about to say something, but then he bit on his bottom lip. “I…” he began and after a few moments of hesitation he kissed me, and at first I froze but then I gave in, accepting his tongue into my mouth, as I held onto his face.

He slowly eased me onto the sofa and lay on top of me as I gripped his wild locks in my fingers. His mouth travelling down the side of my arched neck, relishing in the feel of his touch. His warm, bare chest on mine.
Oh how I missed the way he felt!
I curled my toes as the pulsing feeling ran from every tip of my body straight down to my core. As much as I loved Heath, there was never this much passion. “Jake.” I whispered, Heath so far gone from my mind. He paused and looked into my eyes. “I missed you.” I pursed my lips, tears swam in my eyes.

“I missed you, too.” And with that, he took my mouth again. I reached for the hem of my own jersey and yanked it off. I then unclipped my bra. My breasts bare, with hardened nipples, waiting for the satisfying touch of his eagerness. His hands travelled down my body, straight between my legs. He unbuttoned my jeans and forced his way in. When his fingers finally touched me everything within shattered, I felt winded.

I kissed him harder, grinding on the feel of his hands and moaning. “Yes.” Was all that I could say. “Take them off!” I demanded. “Now!” And with that, he pulled my pants straight down to my ankles and I kicked ‘em off. I could see his erection and the throbbing in my clitoris grew stronger. “I missed that dick so bad.” I teased, biting on my lip and his eyes widened.

“Really? How bad?” He asked coquettishly as he held onto his length.

“Very bad.” I groaned and with that, I pulled his pants down and threw him back against the sofa. I then climbed on top of him, holding onto his erection and rubbed it against my clitoris.
Ooo, it felt so good to be with him again.

I then eased myself onto him and sighed when he was fully inside. “Wow.” I gasped. “Shit, you feel so good.” He groaned. “Fuck! I missed you, Reese.” He said and grabbed me, pulling me into a tight hug, and for a moment we remained like this. He kissed me every now and then, as he held onto me like he would never let go. “I missed you so much.” He kept saying repeatedly.  I raised up a little, out of his hold and watched him straight into his beautiful blue eyes. “I love you, Jake.” He brushed his thumb gently on my cheek. “I love you, too, Reese. I’d never let you go again.” He then raised up into a seated position and hugged me and we both began to make love. It was as intense and passionate as the build up towards the moment, and I enjoyed every unbelievable moment of it.

After that, we lay on the sofa for a while. Our naked bodies intertwined. I lay my head on his chest as he played with my hair. I could hear and feel the thumping of his heart against his chest and it made me happy. His life meant so much to me. Having him here, being in his arms was everything to me. The intensity in which I loved him was more than I had imagined. I was back under his spell and then, suddenly, this imaginary world where all was perfect between us shattered when my phone rang. It was Heath.

I answered the phone with an apologetic expression towards Jake. “Heath.” I answered, my heart pounding faster than ever.
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Reese. What the fuck, Reese!

“Pieces, where in the bloody hell are you?” He asked concernedly.

“Uh, my car broke down.” I lied.
Oh God. Shitty ass excuse!

“Oh, you need me to come get you? And why in the bloody hell didn’t you call?”

“No, no I’m fine. I already got a wrecker to pick me up. Um, I know I should have called, I’m sorry.” I bit on my lip with an apprehensive look.
Please believe it, please believe it!

“Uh huh.” He replied sounding unconvinced. “Okay, call me if anything.”

“Okay.” I replied and hung up. I turned to Jake with wide eyes and bit on my lip. Jake looked a little annoyed. “What?”

“Why’d you lie?” He asked solemnly.

“Because he is my boyfriend.”

“Oh really? Didn’t seem so just now when you were fucking me.” He got louder.

“Fuck you.” I said and slipped on my underwear. “Jake, I’m sorry, but you know what’s going on here.”
Is this mother fucker like for real right now?

“No, I don’t know, Reese. Please, enlighten me. We just made love and now you’re telling me Heath’s still your boyfriend!”

“Jake?”
Ugh!

“NO!” He shouted. “I am not sharing you! Fuck that. You have to leave him, now!”

“Jake, please. At least give me some time.”

“It wouldn’t get any easier with time, Reese. You have to tell him, now!”

“And what about Kin, huh? She’s not dead yet. What do you plan to do about that?” He bent his head. “I thought so. Baby, I love you, I really do. But we both have issues that need sorting out before we could move any further.” He clenched his jaw.

“Fine, Reese, you win. As soon as I get rid of my problem, you better get rid of yours!” He said and walked up to me. We both then kissed each other.
Wow! We are officially each other’s side pieces. How’d that happen?

Back home, Heath and I lay together on his bed, my head on his chest. My eyes were wide open and I was pretty spaced. The guilt consumed me, but despite that, all I could think of is how much I wished it were Jake. We were silent but both awake. He could tell something was bothering me and I could tell that he was questioning my whereabouts today, although Jake got his wrecker to drop me and my car home to legitimize my story, it didn’t quell Heath’s suspicions.

I know I had to leave Heath, but it would break his heart and our friendship would be over. I couldn’t bear the thought of losing my best friend. Not like Jake would be comfortable with me maintaining a close relationship with him after, either. This was truly a fucked up situation and I didn’t know where to go. But an affair would hurt him even more, if he ever found out. And Jake already made it clear he wanted me to himself, and who could blame him, I wasn’t into sharing him either, nor was I okay with being with two men.

The next day, in Jake’s class was absolutely awkward. After that crazy incident between him and Heath yesterday, and us having sex, I felt completely weirded out. We couldn’t stop glimpsing at each other though. Deep down, I wanted to get rid of Heath, but I wasn’t prepared for the repercussions, nor did I want them. I felt miserable.

After class, Jake asked to see me. “Heath,” I whispered over to him as he packed his laptop into his bag. He then turned to me. “Mr. Cavanaugh wants to see me, do you mind?” He looked at me as if I slapped his mother. “Are you serious, Reese?” He asked, his forehead folding.

“I don’t know why. I won’t be long.” I assured him. It seemed as though Heath was losing his trust in me. I couldn’t blame him though, I wasn’t exactly being honest either.

  When everyone was gone, Jake closed the door, pulled me into him and kissed me. “What are you doing? Heath would begin to suspect us.” I whispered against his lips.

“I don’t give a flying fuck, Reese. I love you and you’re mine. Not his.”

“Yeah, well he doesn’t know that yet!” I pulled away and sighed.

“I’m sorry.” He apologised. “But when I’m near you, I just can’t contain the way I feel, or the urges I get.” I pursed my lips and furrowed my brows. I felt so bad and sadly I knew exactly what he meant. “I’m sorry, Jake. Any word on Kin?”

“She’s still in really bad shape, thank God.”

“That’s really a horrible thing to Thank God for.” I giggled. “What exactly are you planning to do?”

“Kai will finish her off. But he has to wait ‘til she returns to the U.S.”

Wow, hearing Jake speak so callously was mind blowing. It was like her life didn’t matter. How could he love me so much but at the same time be so disconnected from humanity. But then again, the bitch did threaten to kill me. “And how long do you think it’d take for her to return?” I asked.

“A week or two. Give or take. I’m not sure. She has to be stable enough for the transfer.” I bent my head and he tipped my chin back. “Soon, I’m all yours, and you’ll be all mine. No interruptions, ever again. Okay?” I nodded my head and he pecked me on the lips. He then returned to his desk and I opened the door to let myself out.

I wasn’t exactly concerned about us finally being free, I was more concerned about how little time I had left to break Heath’s heart. He was such an important aspect in my life.
Why, oh, why did I end up in this shit-storm!

I walked up to Heath’s car. He was leaning against the bonnet with his arms folded. “What did that wanker want?” He asked
. Damn, I didn’t even think of an excuse.

“Um, he, just wanted to apologise to me for yesterday.”
Wow, could that excuse be any lamer.
He raised a questionable brow.