“What else do you want from me?" I almost burst into tears.
“Tell me what happened." I heard his footsteps approaching, he stopped in front of me. My heart raced even faster.
“I've already told you."
Then his hands gently grabbed either side of my shoulder, and his voice softened but still demanding, “You seemed … out of sorts lately. Tell me."
He willed me to look at him, and my heart caught in my throat.
A wave of desperation rushed through me, and I had to bite my lips hard to stop myself from making a sound.
I slept with you.
I'd been missing you.
I wanted to be close to you.
I wanted you to f**k me until I couldn't walk again.
But I couldn't say a word.
“I … I'm stressed with the audition." That was the only excuse I could come up with.
He sighed and released me. “If you t
