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there's something wrong . Oh shit, I think I'm going to puke . "I was helping a student with the last psychology class."
    I grit my teeth and will my eyes to not let the threatening tears fall. Once they start, I won't be able to stop them. "Let me guess. The student is a leggy brunette and gorgeous at that."
    Startled, he looks back at me, panic striking his face. He tugs hard on his hair and then runs the same hand in his goatee. "It was a mistake, Skye."
    Pain explodes in my chest. It's like my heart and lungs are trying to break free from inside of me. It's like Sean punching me again in my stomach. It's like the air doesn't have enough oxygen. This agony burns inside of me all at once. "A mistake? What was?" My voice sounds tiny in the quiet room.
    "Following her to the library. I thought she needed help since her last paper barely got a C, but she had other things in mind."
    "And you want me to believe you didn't have the same ideas? After I saw you flirt with her when I was in the same room? Do you really think I'm that stupid?" I yell in his face, my voice scorching and hard, my breathing erratic like I just ran an Olympic sprint for the gold medal. "I'm not going to let another guy play with me."
    His eyes widen as he closes the space between us. Now his breath is fanning my face, but for once it's not making me melt. All I want is to push him away from me and revel a little longer in this anger because I know that the pain is going to hit me soon and it'll be hard.
    He shakes his head as his dark eyes are taking in every square of my face. "Never think I'd cheat on you, Skye. I can't believe that's what you think."
    "Stop this," I retort, my voice still hard but back on a speaking level instead of yelling in his face. "I know you flirted with her, and you told me you followed her. What should I believe coming from a guy who knows how to decipher women's tricks? You're not a saint, Duke."
    He brings both hands to my face. I want to escape his touch, to run away from the heat of his body, but I stay put. I want to understand before I leave this room or else I know I'll always wonder.
    "Maybe believe that I'm so in love with you that I don't really realize it when a girl is coming on to me and trying to kiss me. Or that I’m too fucking lost.’’
    It's difficult to swallow—it's even harder when I don't know if I'm going to puke or not. I look a second at his enticing lips, remembering the wonderful feel of them on mine and the way he kissed me. I don't want this girl to know how it is to kiss him when he's supposed to be with me. He tilts my head back and forces me to stare back at him.
    "So, she kissed you." My voice is no longer conveying the anger I felt minutes ago. Defeat and hurt are loud and clear.
    "I pushed her away." I blink once and open my mouth, but nothing comes out. Duke chuckles and shakes his head. "Of course I pushed her away. And for your information, Skye, I wasn't flirting with her; I was being polite to her. I don't care about the other girls. You're the one I love and need in my life. I know I’m messing up, but believe me, there’s nobody else I see, nobody else I want and love.’’
    A few tears break free, and I don't know if it's because I'm relieved or if it's because I'm still so lost since what happened with Sean. Is it so wrong to need my boyfriend right now? Is it so wrong to need his love, his touch and his closeness? Is it too much to ask?
    "So why don't you kiss me? It's like you don't want me anymore, Duke. And it hurts. It hurts so goddamn much."
    "Fuck, Skye. I'm so sorry." He closes his arms tightly around me, and I put mine around his waist. It feels so good to have his tall, strong body against mine with no space separating us. It's so good to be close enough to hear his heart beating loud and fast. It's wonderful to feel the fabric of his well-worn tee-shirt under my cheek. And it's just the best thing to be in the arms of the man I'm in love with. "I just don't know