Page 31 of Tempted

“Don’t pretend you care.”

“I don’t.”

“Good.”

“Heard you been spending a lot of time withthe prospect.”

“You heard right.”

I don’t need to explain anything to her,especially about Chrissy’s love life. Having had enough of thisconversation, I turn away, but her voice stops me again.

“You got condoms?”

“What? I don’t –”

“I don’t want you bringing any babies inhere.”

I’m tempted to tell her to go fuck herself,but the lights pulling into the driveway catch my attention. Ileave without a word. The nerve of the bitch. Ron whistles inappreciation when I slide in next to him, and I forget all aboutLonnie.

“Goddamn!”

“You like?” I ask with a grin.

“You look hot! Prez would shit bricks if hesaw you right now.”

“Well, luckily he isn’t here.”

“Lucky for you.”

“Whatever. Let’s go.”

We pull up to Chrissy’s house and Ron checkshis phone. “I texted Chrissy to meet us outside, but she didn’tanswer.”

“I’ll get her.”

I grab the gift bags and walk up the drivewayto the door. The lights are on, so I know Mr. and Mrs. Contrerasare still up. I ring the bell and wait for someone to answer. Thedoor opens and I come face to face with Christopher. I don’t knowwhat to do or say. I haven’t seen or spoken to him sincethatnight.

“Hi,” I say awkwardly.

He steps outside and closes the door behindhim.

“Hi.” His eyes travel the length of my bodybefore he meets my gaze. “You look…beautiful. As always.”

“Thank you. Happy birthday.”

“Thanks.”

“I got you something,” I tell him, handinghim the gift bag. “It’s not much…just wanted you to know I wasthinking of you.”

“Thank you. I appreciate it.”

He looks down at the bag and an uncomfortablesilence stretches between us. One of us needs to say something.“How are you?”

“I’ve been better, but I’m gettingthere.”

“Chris –”

“It’s okay. I’ve been thinking and Chrissy’shelped some. I know you love me…just not the way I love you.There’s nothing I can do about that. I just wish I’d lost you to abetter man.”