Chapter 34 (Innocence lost)

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I don't t know why but I leaned against the door and slid down to the ground. What do I say to him?  He will just get more pissed that I'm throwing accusations at him. I must have sat there for ten minutes before I worked up the courage to knock on his door.

For a moment I felt incredibly stupid and wished that I hadn't come here, especially after how we left things. I was about to turn from the door when I heard some shuffling on the other side and froze in my spot. I smiled as the door opened but my smile immediately dropped off of my face. It wasn't Eric. It was Dylan.

"Kate" he said shocked. He was not expecting to see me.

"Hi Dylan," I said awkwardly.

"Umm, yeah I was actually just leaving" He brushed past me out the door.

"Later bro" Eric shouted from inside the apartment.

I slowly walked inside and over to where Eric was draped over the couch. He was sitting with his legs slightly apart and a bottle on the coffee table in front of him. Were they really just drinking again? I guess they haven't had enough. I didn't even want to look at a bottle of liquor right now.

"Drinking again with your buddy?" I asked moving closer to the couch.

"Looks like it" his grey eyes had that dark look I've become all to familiar with.

I waited for him to say something since I couldn't get the words out. He was just sitting on the couch, smirking up at me.

"What?" I asked.

"Come over here," Eric said huskily.

I could smell the liquor on his breath from where I was standing, it was that potent. I slowly took a few steps towards him.

"Closer" his smirk widened.

When he saw I was close enough he grabbed the back of my thighs, bringing me closer. I let out a little squeal, I was very ticklish in that particular spot.

"You like when I touch you Kate?" He asked.

He pulled me closer before I could even respond, nearly causing me to fall over him. Yes, I liked when he touched me.

"I think you had way too much to drink. Between last night and today, I don't know how your functioning" I told him.

He looked at me like I didn't know what I was talking about.

"You didn't answer me" His words were a bit slurred.

He moved his hand up along the inside of my thigh. Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes, enjoying his touch.

"Yes" I moan softly.

His thick hand continued rubbing up my inner thigh. I bit down on my lip as I waited for him to touch my sweet spot. He quickly leaned up and pulled me on top of him so I was in a straddling position.

This was not the plan.

"Now that's more like it" he growled.

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