"Cayden?" I said, quickly picking up my tube of chapstick from the white sink. Cayden looked great, her dark raven hair was shiny and down, a black turtleneck and tight black ripped jeans clung to her perfect athletic frame easily outlining her abs, the ink of her tattoos exposed boldly on her bare face, and she smelled like her usual intoxicating spiced cologne. I instantly felt the desire to reach out and gently pull her into my arms, hugging her close to my body, but I resisted, keeping my hands rested on the white sink behind me.

"Who is she?" she asked and her dark eyes darted to the bathroom stalls to make sure no one else was in the bathroom.

"What are you—"

"The woman you're with," she said. "Who is she?"

"You don't get to ask me that," I said with a raised brow, "You have no right to know after the way you treated me,"

"I'm not—" Cayden said but cut herself off with a low sigh, "I know I never reached back out. I know I'm being a bad person. But it's for Sebastian. I'm trying to look out for both of you and not get involved in this, even if it's really hard,"

My head was spinning. It all felt like too much. How was she able to go from not talking to me, not even looking at me, to approaching me in the bathroom and asking about the woman I'm currently spending my time with?

"I don't care what the circumstances are. I gave you the option to give this—give us a real shot and you rejected me. I'm doing this for me. I'm finding someone who actually wants to take me home or even be seen with me,"

"So you are here with her?" she asked. "On a date?"

"You don't get to ask me that Cayden! Seriously. You lost the privilege. You made it clear that you don't want me in your life, so you don't get to just show up in mine whenever it's convenient for you,"

She looked at me, her dark eyes so expectant and intense. And her lips. I could feel myself cracking at the edges, beginning to contemplate going against my own words. It was like there was a physical pull whenever I saw her and for whatever reason, she was just so damn hard to stay away from. My body craved to be with her, even when the rest of me knew it was a bad idea.

"Why her?" Cayden asked.

"She's nice," I said. "She's really, really nice. And so far she hasn't messed around with my head by saying she wanted to fuck me and then telling me she's not interested anymore. She doesn't allow me to strip in front of her or cum in front of her and then act ice fucking cold the next morning,"

"She's made you cum?" Cayden asked, her tone clearly trying to make fun of the random woman but instead, her tone was clearly full of hurt. I don't know how this woman managed to get dragged into this conversation between Cayden and me, I mean I just met her, but clearly, Cayden doesn't know that—and maybe she deserves to think that this woman means something to me, that she and I are fucking.

"You don't get to be upset about me hooking up with other people," I said, "You made it clear I shouldn't wait for you because you were never going to go there with me. And why should I have to wait for you? God, all of this just feels like some sort of shitty excuse, like you want me but don't want to be with me. I mean it's fucking confusing considering we could just be friends—"

"We could never be just friends, you know that,"

I did know that. I could tell just from the way my body was reacting to her. I knew I was already wet, my body responding hungrily to how Cayden had been there to see me cum. I wanted that again and it was so fucking hard to fight off—and it was even more embarrassing how clear that was.

"I told you we could keep it casual," I said and I instantly felt my hard exterior crumbling. Suddenly all that growth I made in the past week—coming to terms with what happened, slowly growing ready to move on, the thoughts of her fading, and me growing more comfortable with my life where she wasn't present—it was all gone. The growth was all gone and practically swirling down the drain of the shiny white bathroom sink. I wanted Cayden and I wanted her right now—and only her if we're being truthful, "I'm not asking for serious commitment Cayden. I just want to give this a shot. And I know you do too because otherwise, you wouldn't be in this bathroom trying to figure out if I'm going to go home and fuck the woman I'm with or not,"

"Are you?"

"What?"

"Are you going to fuck her tonight?"

"It doesn't matter. You don't get to ask that or know that. It's none of your business."

Cayden looked at me, her soft thumb began gently tracing my lips, down my jawline, and my neck—forcing my warm body to grow hotter while my heart rhythmically paces in my chest. With barely any work at all, she was suddenly pressed to me, her lips on mine. I responded immediately—as if I'd been waiting for this moment forever, waiting for her to finally kiss me. Her warm tongue slipped into my open mouth and I resisted the urge to moan without her barely doing anything at all. Her thigh separated my legs, grinding against my wet core, in smooth, borderline orgasmic motions. My entire body felt like it was on fire—nothing else mattered except for this.

"Please," I panted as Cayden's tattooed fingers toyed with my white jeans and the hem of my silky deep blue blouse. I wanted her to rip it all off of me and thrust her fingers inside of me. I wanted to hear her moan my name over and over again as we both sent waves of pleasure through each other's bodies.

She slipped her hands under my shirt, taking advantage of how I'd gone without a bra for the night. As soon as her fingers touched my breasts, my nipples hardened in response and I felt a rush of heat shoot down to my clit, so quickly that I felt light-headed. Her thumbs pressed over my hardened nipples, every motion sending an intense shockwave through me.

I was fully consumed by Cayden, my body chanting her name as moans of pleasure escaped my lips. She pressed me firmly against the nearest wall, her breath warm on my neck. Her hands we everywhere and wow did they feel good; soft, tender, firm.

But then she pulled away.

"You're here with someone," she said.

"Cay—"

"I'm sorry," she said. She readjusted her turtle neck, running her hands through her dark raven hair, "I'm so sorry,"

"You can't keep doing this to me," I said, genuinely mad. "You can't keep showing up and playing hot and cold. It's either you're here or you're not. I'm not going to keep letting you do whatever you want,"

"Vina." Cayden's expression softened.

"You know how I feel about you and you still did this. It was fucked up, Cayden. You don't get to play the responsible card for stopping whatever this is between us when we have a real connection," I said as angry tears glazed over my light brown eyes, "Y'know what," I gritted as I briefly looked up toward the black ceiling before snapping my eyes back to a sincere Cayden, "I'm done. I'm done waiting. I'm done moping around. I'm done holding out hope,"

"Wait Vina—"

"I'm serious Cayden. This is it. No more games. I'm sick of it. I'm not a fucking object for you to pull out or keep hidden whenever you feel like it,"

I didn't wait for her to respond, I just walked back to Griffin, forgetting about the random woman I previously encountered. I rushed him out of the packed club with him throwing question after question at me, not bothering to look back to see if Cayden was looking or even there. I was so angry. So mad at her for what she just did—the alcohol and sexual frustration were only piling it all on even heavier. While I felt mad, I also felt hurt and used—like I was only a fucking joke to her. Like she felt as if she could easily do what she wanted whenever she wanted when it regarded me.

Hi beautiful readers:) I loved writing this chapter since Vina finally told Cayden off lol. I know she's constantly thinking about Cayden or it seems hard to get over her for Vina, but... I'm trying to make her realistic if that makes sense? Realistic like us—because most people struggle with moving on from someone, especially when you didn't get to date them given that you were left hanging with wanting more from them. But there definitely will be character development as you saw in this chapter, but it's not all going to be linear and easy! Overall I hope you guys like the characters so far

Love u all,

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