Chapter 15

Megan wanted to believe him, but when he wouldn't look her in the eye as he said it, somewhere deep inside she didn't believe him. It hurt. It hurt, and yet, when he kissed her, she didn't push him away.

He was her ultimate weakness. I love a man with terrible secrets, she thought, feeling like she could cry at any moment.

Caleb was relentless, and as he took her in his arms, she almost forgot everything. She almost forgot the feeling that the ground was shifting beneath them and if she didn't watch herself, she'd get caught and wouldn't be able to emerge as a whole person again. 

"I missed you." His lips roved across her cheeks, her nose, until he kissed down her throat. His breaths came in desperate pants, and it mirrored her own desire. 

She tangled her hands in his hair, and she gripped the strands so tightly that he winced a little. It was an unspoken thing—if you hurt me, I can hurt you—and he seemed to acknowledge it with a tiny nod.

"Don't lie to me, Caleb."