Ever Bound by Odessa Gillespie Black Page B

shuddered.
    “I don’t care about your past. I don’t care what you’ve done. Make me yours.” She pulled me down.
    The heat of her body was comparable to the sun.
    Every inhibition I felt disintegrated. There was nothing but me and her and our bodies intertwined.
    I loved her.
    She loved me.
    With those simple truths, no lies mattered.
    Nothing could have taken my happiness away at that moment.
    I slipped her nightgown over her head.
    Her hot, uneven breath sent quakes of need through me so that it was hard to make my hands work.
    Three seconds before Annabeth and I had gone too far, a laugh at the top of the embankment stopped my heart.
    A match head scraped across a sand paper strip.
    Light fell over our bodies.
    I closed my eyes.
    No, no, no, no. This wasn’t happening.
    “Well, well, well. What do we have here?” Grace’s voice broke our embrace.
    Annabeth scrambled to cover herself.
    “Now what is it that stupid Bible of yours says? Hmm. Oh, yes. I remember now. Everything done in secret will be shouted from the rooftops? Isn’t that how it goes, Colby?” Grace laughed and folded her arms.
    I sat up as Annabeth faced her sister.
    “As I’m sure your secrets are no exception.” Annabeth held her nightgown over her chest.
    I was stone as Grace leered at Annabeth.
    This was it. The betrayal in Grace’s eyes told me.
    “You must really like this place. It’s sort of like a mating ground, I suppose. Is this where all your courtships end? Because it sure is where it ended when you were done with me.” Grace glared down at me with a proud smile.
    You evil bitch, I wanted to say, but it was too late.
    “Oh, you didn’t tell her?” Grace continued and then addressed Annabeth with sheer satisfaction in her eyes. “Anna, dear Anna, this is where Colby and I made love for the first time and the second time and the third time and, oh, there were just so many times I’m sure you’d understand if I’ve lost count.”
     
     

Chapter 7
     
    “That is not true.” I glared at Grace. My chest was molten lava. Heated blood raged through my veins.
    “Hmm. I may be exaggerating a little, but it did happen at least once, right? Go ahead. Tell her.” Taking sure steps down the embankment, Grace came closer.
    “I’m so sick of your lying, deceitful ways. You’ve taken advantage of everything and everyone in your life so much that you’re the shell of a woman now. You’ve even started believing your own lies. This is one time someone said no to you, and it just kills you. You’re pathetic.” Annabeth stood and jerked her nightgown over her head.
    Making a wobbly stand, I stopped behind the girls, steps away from both of them as they glared at one another.
    Annabeth took two dangerous steps toward her smiling sister.
    “Look at Colby’s face, and tell me again who said no. Ask him.” Grace stood an inch taller than her sister, but at that moment she rested into a satisfied stance.
    For a moment, Annabeth stood still. When she slowly turned, the trust in her eyes begged me, but when I couldn’t look straight into them for more than a second, she stepped backward from the both of us.
    Staring at the grass we’d flattened only minutes before, I shook my head. This couldn’t be happening. Not this way.
    “You said you didn’t.” Annabeth’s voice trembled. “You wouldn’t lie to me.”
    Grace’s spiteful laugh filled my ears. “This is just priceless. You leave me for my sister, but my sister won’t have you because you’ve fallen from grace. What better revenge? I couldn’t have formulated a plan to ruin you that could have ever worked out as well.”
    “Quit talking.” Annabeth pointed at her sister. She turned to me. “Is it true? I want to hear it from your mouth.”
    Crossing her arms, Grace leaned back. “This should be good.”
    I finally locked gazes with Annabeth. Her eyes were vacant.
    I nodded. I couldn’t put it into words. It wouldn’t have made sense.
    “Say it.” Annabeth