Temptations | ✔️

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~Eden's POV~

"Are you okay, E?" Silas asked me after I'd gotten back home from work the next day, causing me to glance over at him as I kicked off my converse by the front door. I frowned, furrowing my brows. "Yes. Why? Do I seem upset or something?" I wondered, cocking my head to the side.

He shook his head, folding one of his legs up on the couch while he continued to stare at me. I felt like I was beginning to sweat despite the fact that I was only wearing a white tank top and a pair of brightly colored patterned pants, and in weather that was nearing the forties too. "No, no. It's not that." He responded, watching me closely as I hesitantly walked closer to him and came to a stop at the opposite end of the couch he was sitting on. "That—your walk." He said, pointing a finger at me. "You're walking funny. Did you sprain your ankle or something?" He asked, a furrow within his brows.

Stunned by his question, I went quiet as I stared at him, embarrassed that Silas had noticed. It wasn't my fault, though. After Jagger had first taken my virginity yesterday, he fucked me two more times afterwards before he had reluctantly gone home with some persuading from me. "Uh, yeah." I said with a light nod of my head. "I just hurt my leg at work today is all." I lied, guilt nibbling away at my insides from lying to him. I'd never lied to my brother about something like this before, nor had I ever thought I would have to. Hell, I hadn't ever really lied to him at all before because I never saw the point. I trusted him most of all, and it wasn't like I had anything exciting happening in my life to lie about in the first place.

Silas' brows furrowed in concern. "Do you need to go to the doctor?" He asked worriedly, sitting up straighter on the couch. I hurriedly turned down the idea with a shake of my head and a dismissive wave of my hand, hobbling my way around the back of the couch. "No, no, I'm okay. Nothing's broken." I assured him simply. "I think I am just going to go relax in bed, though. My leg is really killing me, you know?" I said, though really it wasn't my leg that was bothering me at all. I was just sore between my thighs, incredibly sore, and I wanted to just relax now that I was home. After all, I'd already been on my feet all day.

I gave Si a little wave before I picked up my shoes and made my way down the hall, walking with a very slight limp. When I entered my room I shut and locked my bedroom door, groaning in relief when I peeled off my pants and flopped onto my bed. My head buried into my pillows with a soft hum of content, letting my eyes flutter shut as I tried to relax.

While I was laying in bed, my phone began to vibrate on top of my blankets beside me as Jagger's name sat on my screen, waiting for me to answer his call. I rolled onto my back and grabbed my phone as I did so, swiping my thumb across the screen to answer it.

"Took you long enough, birdie." Jagger hummed into the phone, causing me to huff. I stretched my legs out atop the blankets and stared up at the ceiling as I huffed. "Well, you're the one that was spam calling me on the drive home." I retorted sassily. "You just keep an eye on the clock until I get off work or something, Jag?" I asked, unable to help myself from taking a teasing, playful tone. He didn't get embarrassed ever, but he did grunt lowly, unamused. A soft giggle left my lips and I smiled to myself, my heart fluttering simply from the sound of his voice.

"Maybe." He said with a defensive tone. "What's wrong with wanting to check up on my baby?" He wondered, causing me to smile even wider and a flush to creep up my neck. "Check on me for what?" I hummed, rolling onto my belly.

"I wanted to see how you're doing after yesterday." He explained, waiting patiently on my response as I bit on my bottom lip. "Just sore, that's all." I admitted softly. A slight frown formed on my lips, however. "But Silas noticed my limping and I had to lie to his face, Jag. I hate lying to hm." I whispered, earning a soft sigh from his lips. "I'm sorry, Eden. I know it was selfish of me to put you in a predicament like this, but I've never wanted a woman the way I want you. You're different for me, and I keep falling more in love with you every day. The last thing I want is to lose this." He spoke gently into the phone, the pure affection laced so deep within his voice that I couldn't help but to smile to myself, incredibly overwhelmed.

"That's the first time you've said you love me." I pointed out softly, letting my eyes flutter shut again. I'd never quite realized before now just how much I'd wanted to hear that from him—it suddenly made the lying seem a lot more understandable to me. If we didn't, then maybe I'd never get to hear that. Maybe I'd never be able to feel something like this for another person.

"I love you too, Jag." I whispered, burying my cheek into the pillows in attempt to cool down the warmth that was now in my face. He chuckled and my stomach clenched at the husky sound. "That just makes me want to fuck you again. I want to hear you say it when you're taking my cock." He confessed in a sinful murmur, making me heave out a breath. "You're going to end up teasing us both if you talk like that." I told him with a giggle.

Jagger just hummed softly. "I wish I was with you, taking care of you." He told me in a low murmur. "I miss laying with you in my arms, and waking up beside you in the morning." He said, letting out a sigh of longing. It made my heart clench.

"It's not like we're never going to see each other. You are Silas' best friend, so it wouldn't really be strange for you to hang around at our apartment, would it?" I pointed out, nibbling thoughtfully at my bottom lip. It'd be one thing if Jagger and Si didn't know each other, but they'd been friends for ten years. Having Jagger over wasn't uncommon.

All we had to do was play it cool when we were together. It surely couldn't be so hard to do that.