Snaked🐍

Chapter Four

Carter was on top of me, taking off his shirt and throwing it to the floor. My hands were exploring his bare back and his lips were soft on my skin. He looked at me...
"Saige, it should have been you from the start, not Kamryn."

I woke up with a gasp and realized I had broke out into a sweat. God. Thank God that wasn't real. I had a feeling that that wasn't going to be the last nightmare I had. After what happened last night, I'm 100% sure that what I thought was not at all paranoia... it was real.

I looked around the room, making sure everything looked familiar. I always slept in the spare room when I stayed over at Kam's. She made it so homely, just like my room at my apartment - which, by the way, is very small. This spare room is almost like a whole guest house. I mean, there's even a mini fridge in the corner. That's how well Kam knows me because all through 20 years of friendship, if I didn't have a snack in the middle of the night, I was not going to wake up very happy.

Even though I had a snack last night, I still woke up feeling like absolute crap. What the hell do I do? What the hell did that mean last night? Why was Carter behaving that way? I had so many unanswered questions that ate at me. It made me feel a bit uncomfortable because what's the right way to ask your friend's husband why he was touching you like that? I decided to just come straight out and say it.

I stood in front of the mirror and practiced.
I made a stern face, and said in my most serious tone, "Carter. You need to tell me what the fuck is going on, and you need to tell me now." Dammit. That didn't seem very intimidating. I felt like a complete fool trying to be intimidating because thinking about the moment of confronting Carter, I would definitely be more intimidated looking into his soft eyes and feeling his presence around me. God! Why did this have to happen? It complicates everything! My mind was running wild. One second I'd be wanting to kill Carter for being such a dick, the next I would be wanting to get into bed with him. I'd cry that I was such a bad friend, but then I'd still be keeping that big secret away from Kam.

After preaching to "Carter" in the mirror for thirty minutes or so, I decided it would be best to just forget about the whole thing and go home before Kam and Carter woke up. I gathered all my things and tip-toed downstairs, being careful to not step on the creaky wooden floor boards. For once I actually wasn't that clumsy. Well done, Saige. Job well done.

I was just about to reach for the door handle, feeling victory that I'd done it, when I heard a voice come from behind me.
"Where're you off to, Saigey?"
Carter fucking Mason. So much for victory. He was standing there, barefoot, bare-chested, messy hair but still gorgeous as ever.
"Not leaving before coffee again are you?" He got up off the couch and walked up to me.
"Is Kam still asleep?" I asked, moving away from him as he got closer.
"Yeah, and she probably will be for a while." He gave me a wry smile.
I was such an idiot that I had got myself into a corner as I was edging backwards. Carter towered over me and put one hand against the wall. He lifted his other hand to my back and pushed me against him.

I looked down and didn't make even a glimpse of eye contact with him because I knew that if I did, I would forget about everything else that existed and get lost in his world.
"Why are you doing this, Carter?"
I said softly, turning my face to the side. I could feel his warm breath on my cheek. He smelt like coffee and hot cross buns. Clearly he was up early indulging, probably waiting for me to try and sneak out again. Nothing gets past his beautiful eyes.

"Saige, I always fancied you, you know?" Carter took both my hands and wrapped it around his neck. He put his finger under my chin and I was forced to look at him. He smiled at me and damn him. Damn his perfect smile, and his perfect jawline, and his perfect eyes, and his perfectly arched eyebrows. He looked at me in such a way that I felt as if I was the only girl in the world. The only girl in his world. His lips brushed against mine and I felt all the worries in the world leave my mind. Bliss. Pure, peaceful bliss.

I wanted to jump on him and see what would happen next. God, I really wanted to. Then I snapped out of it, remembering I wasn't the only girl in the world- in his world.
His wife- my best friend - was innocently asleep upstairs, not a clue to what was going on downstairs, and I couldn't betray her more than I already did.

I pushed Carter away.
"DON'T TOUCH ME." I yelled.
Carter grabbed me and covered my mouth with his palm.
"You know you want it, Saige. Don't fight it."
He was right. I wanted it so bad.
I got loose of his grip and heaved. "Why do you suddenly have so much interest in me?" I collapsed onto the couch. "I would've never thought any of this before that morning, Carter."

"Listen, Saige. I wasn't being entirely truthful about what happened that night..." Carter gave a sheepish smile and rubbed the back of his neck. I knew it. I fucking knew it. I wanted to know what happened but I was scared to find out. I was scared that if something had happened, it might have been entirely my fault. It would have been my fault that Carter was throwing himself on me with blatant disregard to Kam being his wife.

Why did I suddenly feel this way for Carter? Was it love? Was it infatuation? I DON'T KNOW. All I did know was that I wanted him bad as ever.
The worst part was, he wanted me too.