Chapter 2

APOV

"God, I'm an idiot! How could I have done this?" Alek thought angrily. He'd had sex with Chloe. He had completely taken advantage of her drunken state! That night was clearly etched into his mind.

Brian had done something really stupid and Chloe was super depressed. When Amy suggested that they go clubbing, he jumped at the chance to see Chloe. Jasmine had wanted to go too, so they both showed up at Interface. The next thing he knew, Chloe had downed at least five tequila shots and was seriously drunk. Jasmine said that he should probably carry her home, so he readily scooped her up. She was just too beautiful. Once he had returned Chloe to her room- thank Bastet she was emancipated- it looked like she had forgotten that he was there. Before he understood what was happening, she was taking off her clothes! Alek knew that he should leave, but he couldn't help himself. He pounced. The rest was a flurry of shed clothing and kisses. When she fell asleep, he gently untangled himself from her, got dressed and went to think on the roof. She meant the world to him, but Alek knew that she didn't feel the same way. So he had to break it off. He had to be a cruel jerk to the only girl he would ever love.

"Alek?" Chloe said as she artfully slipped through the window and on to the roof. She was gorgeous, and he loved her. That was why he had to do this.

"Oh, hey."

"Look, about last night-" she began.

Alek quickly interrupted. "Oh, last night? That was nothing! Don't worry about it! It was just a quick little one-night-stand!"

He thought he saw hurt flash across her face, but he wouldn't flatter himself. It was probably relief.

"Oh. O-ok Alek. So I guess we just forget about it?"

Alek felt like he was being stabbed.

"Yeah. I'll see you later." Alek turned and started to walk away. He got about two blocks before one solitary tear ran down his face.