Backdraft - The Secret Life of Trystan Scott #2 (9 page)

When we parted he looked at me with that soft
smile on his face. Breathing hard, he said, “You have to stop doing
that, thief.”

“You have to stop letting me,” I replied,
smiling back at him. My fingers pushed through his hair and then
fell to rest on his shoulders. He closed his eyes, feeling my
touch, enjoying the sensation.

When he opened his eyes again, Trystan was
more breathless than before. “I need to tell you something.”

Icy fear crawled out of my stomach and up my
throat. He wanted to tell me that he was in love with someone else.
If he said it, I’d die. There was no way I could handle it, and
once I knew the name, it would be impossible to kiss him and not
feel guilty. I could barely speak, but I managed to shake my head,
saying, “I don’t need to know. I like things like this. I’m okay
with things like this...”

Trystan was quiet for a moment. He reached
for me, running his fingers through my hair. When he spoke, his
voice was barely a whisper, “You deserve more...”

My heart was in my throat, ready to crawl out
of my mouth. The words,
I love you,
were on my tongue. I was
going to say it, but the way he looked at me, rendered me
speechless.

Trystan’s breath warmed my cheek. He was that
close, his body against mine. When he pressed his lips to my face,
I couldn’t speak. My breath caught in my throat as Trystan slowly
bestowed one kiss after another across my cheek. I closed my eyes,
and enjoyed every second of it. Every bit of me felt light and
happy.

When Trystan pulled back again, I couldn’t
hide my grin. “Assassin,” I breathed into his ear. “You’re killing
me. You know that?” The warm playful tones in my voice let him know
how much I liked it.

Trystan pulled back enough to see my face,
his smile widening as he did so. “I could say the same thing.”

“So, what are we going to do about it?” This
confidence, this insane person who was speaking wasn’t me. She was
blurting things out that I never had the guts to say.
But he’s
leaving
, a voice in the back of my mind whispered.
You don’t
have another year. You barely have another semester. He’ll be gone
after graduation. Take a risk, give a kiss. See what happens
. I
listened to that voice for once, finding resolve that was foreign
to me.

Trystan released me and stepped back. Before
I could ask what he was doing, he pulled a piece of paper from his
pocket and showed it to me. “I wanted to tell you this for so long,
but—” his voice trailed off.

I took the wrinkled sheet from his hands, my
eyes scanning the page like it could devastate me. It was the
song—the Day Jones song about the girl. My stomach clenched, as I
tried to shove it back into his hands. Shaking, I said, “I don’t
need to know who she is. Having you like this is better than
nothing at all.”

He smiled sadly at me, but shook his head.
“Not until you read the last line on the page. Flip it over, Mari.”
Trystan watched me, his eyes burning into mine.

My stomach acted like it was in a free-fall.
I looked down at the page in my hands and flipped the paper over.
It felt like time stopped. The rapid beat of my heart filled my
ears. I could feel Trystan’s gaze on my face, as my eyes trailed
down the page looking for the last line. There were two lines of
words filling the space were only one line belonged. It was an
alternate ending, an ending that showed a name.

My skin prickled as I read it. I didn’t
understand. I looked up at him and couldn’t stop shaking. “What is
this?”

“The original ending—the real last line where
I tell the girl I love her and call her by name.” My chest swelled
as my throat tightened. I shook so hard that I dropped the song,
and tried to step away. Trystan didn’t chase after the sheet with
his music and words. Instead he chased after me. His hands slipped
around my waist and he pulled me to him.

Looking down at me, he said, “The girl who
inspired that song, the girl who stole my heart—she’s standing
right in front of me.”

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