indignantly. “I can’t believe you’d think I’d do such a thing. Besides, as much as I’m looking forward to marrying you, our respective mothers want it even more. They’ve both said how it’s the perfect union… perfect. I’m just a pawn as much as you are.” She pouted innocently.
“Right. You, a pawn.”
“Okay, I might be a willing pawn, but all the same…”
“Are you saying my mother is behind all this?”
She shrugged.
“That doesn’t make sense. I’m her son. Why would she risk harming her own son?”
Willow shrugged again. “I told you. They really, really want this.”
“I was sick for days when I was poisoned. If it hadn’t been for Serena’s quick thinking, I don’t know what would have happened.”
Setting her hands on her narrow waist, Willow glared at Sebastian. “If it wasn’t for Serena, our families would have no obstacles. Do you realize, Bash, the significance of merging our families?”
“It may be significant to our parents, and it may be significant to you, but it is of absolutely no significance to me. And if you're insinuating that my family is behind all this…” He turned away from her and shook his head in disbelief.
Willow slipped her hand into his and turned him back to face her.
“I’ve had my stomach pumped, my home ransacked and my tires slashed. What is the point in doing all this if they want us together? Why hurt me?”
With determination and surprising strength, Willow pulled Sebastian to her, cupped his face and gently kissed him. Her soft lips covered his mouth and her tongue slowly edged its way inside.
He remained steeled and unmoved. “Cigarette breath doesn’t really help, Willow.”
She shrugged off his comment. “Look, I would never do anything to harm my future husband, Bash. I love you, and I want you, and I want you to want me.” No longer taking gentle measures, she pressed her lips passionately to his and wrapped her arms around him as she plunged her tongue deep into his mouth. When he didn’t respond, she grasped his hands and brought them around to her ass where she squeezed. “Remember how you always loved my ass? Remember that day in the cave? You pushed me up against the hard rock wall and you were in such a rush to shove your dick up my ass. I still have a faint scar on my tit from scraping along one of the sharp rocks. It hurt, Bash. It hurt when you shoved me up against those rocks. You pounded into me so hard while I was sandwiched between you and those rocks. But you know what? It was the best fuck I’d ever had. The pain was thrilling and exciting, and I’d do anything to have that thrill again.”
She pulled back and looked at him. Surprise registered in her big blue eyes as Sebastian remained distant and cold. As she licked her lips, a veil of desperation fell over her darkening gaze. “You can’t deny how fabulous we were together. Those summers when we went to camp… every fucking night you came after me, begging for more, pleading for the chance to fuck me again. I wasn’t the one chasing you then, Bash. You wanted me. Again and again, you wanted me.”
“I was a horny sixteen year old kid, Willow. I would’ve fucked anyone. You were there, willing. It was fun. Now it’s over. I’m in love, and if you had an ounce of respect for me, you’d be happy I’d found someone to love. You’d be happy for me instead of trying to ruin it.” He pried her hands off him and let them drop with disdain. “It’s time you find yourself another playmate.”
Digging her nails into his wrist, she grabbed him and spun him around. “You love that Serena bitch, don’t you?”
He jerked his hand free and turned to leave.
“Don’t you?!” she shouted. “You expect me to believe that you're really in love with some fucking music student. Really, Bash?”
“I have nothing more to say to you.” He walked