Will Rejection Hold? novel Chapter 35

Tucker slipped out of the room quietly. Eventually Chase calmed down. "Sorry." He spurted out in a gruff. Repositioning us so he was holding me, leaning back down onto the bed.

"It's alright. I understand." I laid my head on his chest as I spoke.

"I just... I want to always be there for you. I feel as though I'm taking you away from the life you were meant to live." He paused playing with my hair. I stayed silent, just waiting for him to collect his thoughts. "Maybe you should give Alex a shot." He finally spoke. I could hear how much it took for him to say that. The strain clear in his voice.

"You're kidding right?" I pulled away and looked at him. My mind raced with a thousand different thoughts. He knew how Alex was, and how he is.

"You were picked to be mates for a reason."

"I don't love him Alex. I can't even imagine loving him." I breathed out. Silence slowly surrounded us, and his self hatred and guilt practically poured out of him in waves. "I love you too much for that." I reassured.

"He's your mate." He mumbled.

"So?"

"Mates are meant to be together! I don't wanna hold you back. I don't want to be the one making you unhappy..." His emotions where written in his eyes as he looked into me.

I tilted my head up towards him, looking directly into his eyes and spoke with all the sincerity I could. "Or maybe he was meant to reject me. Maybe somehow someone up there knew, I would run when he did. They knew I would meet you, they knew I would love you, like I've never loved anyone before. Maybe, just maybe, I was meant to love you. And even if I'm not? Screw it! I already do!"

His tense shoulders relaxed, and it felt the I could finally breath again as his eyes relit, and his insecurities fell away.

"Maybe, just maybe, " he teased lightly, stepping even closer so no space was between our bodies. "I love you more."

Lips to lips. Sweet warm lips. Our bodies where shoved so close to each other. He rolled us over, only resting a small portion of his weight on me. One hand rested beside my head, holding his weight up, the other gathered my wrist above my head. He leaned down first nipping at my neck before greedily attacking my lips. We were soon full on making out, our tongues fighting for dominance. He quickly won, taking over our kiss.

My shirt was half was up my stomach, my pants were completely gone and I was breathing heavily by the time, the door swung open. My head swiveled to look over at the open door shocked to see Tucker standing there, a smirk on his face. I jumped behind Chase my only half dressed self.

"Well y'all look busy, so I'll just come back later." He chuckled.

"Get out Tucker!" I groaned.

"There's food downstairs for when y'all are done. We wanna make sure y'all have enough energy for tonight so-"

"GET OUT TUCKER!" I hollered my face burning in embarrassment.

"Lets change the topic!" I pushed myself away from Chase and walked behind the counter. "Where's the food?" I asked.

Tucker pointed to the table behind him were four pieces of burnt toast sat on a white paper plate. I just shook my head.

"Does anyone want some chicken nuggets and macaroni?" I responded instead of commenting on how horrible a cook Tucker seems to be.

The boys all laughed before mumbling out yes.

"Okay good. I'll get started then." I opened up the fridge and searched until I found everything I needed. Just as I was pushing the pan of nuggets into the oven Alex walked in.

His smell clouded the room, mixed emotions filled me. Fright, love, hate, disappointment.

"I'm sorry, I know this isn't my kitchen, I just..." I stuttered afraid he was going to be mad at me.

"Oh, no no! It's fine! What are you making?" He attempted a small smile, taking me by surprise.

"Oh, umm. Chicken nuggets and macaroni. I figured I would call in some of the kids from the yard, and this would uh, be the easiest." I tried to mask my shock, but I think I failed. I was taken back, by his politeness.