Much to Ariana’s delight, it seemed like her charm and seduction tactic was working. Max had enthusiastically kissed her back, and quickly asserted his dominance by pushing her up against the wall. Good, this was good…
It meant he was in a good mood, that she’d been overreacting and that she’d had no reason to be panicking in the first place. And with how tempting he was looking under these lights and how good he was kissing her, there was no denying they'd be heading off somewhere a little more private in no time.“But there has been one thing that has been bothering me...”
The brunette’s blood turned to ice, and she tensed up as quickly as she’d lowered her guard in the first place. She was thankful that Max had stepped back and was now pacing in front of her, because it meant he couldn’t feel how stiff her body had become.“You and me both know that we are good together… But I also… do not like to share!”
By this point, it was taking every fiber of Ariana’s being to not go into hysterics, but she did play things off with a nervous little giggle. Max definitely
knew something was going on with her-- there was no doubt about it. His comment had confirmed as much. Whether it was Jasper or Jace, she had no clue. But if he didn’t say a name or go into detail of the sin she’d committed, she sure as hell wasn’t going to be throwing out names or admitting to anything. So instead, she remained silent, nervously waiting for his next words and dreading what she knew would be coming next.“What I am getting at is-”
Max paused again, cupping her face in his hand before running it through her hair. It was a miracle he couldn’t feel her shaking nervously under his grasp. “If we want to do this, I want to do it correctly. Meaning you are mine… and I am yours.”
he finally finished, closing off his proposal with a breathtaking kiss.
There were the words she always dreaded to hear when it came to her open relationships.
Although she followed his lead and kissed him back with enthusiasm, Ariana could feel her heart sinking inside her chest. It wasn’t that she didn’t care for Max, because he’d definitely always held a special place in her heart. He was quite a catch: a handsome, charming, dedicated athlete with an easygoing attitude, a quick sense of humor, a kind heart and nothing short of a beast in bed. She was certain plenty of girls would kill to be in her position. But the word commitment was not in her vocabulary, nor was the idea of tying herself down to one person when there was a whole world out there full of different individuals and so many experiences to live. That was one of the qualities that drew her to Max in the first place. How did he go from being content with their flexible arrangement to wanting to officialize their relationship? That was the million dollar question she’d definitely be asking later.“So what do you say?”
Once the kiss had ended and he’d spoken up again, Ariana stared helplessly at Max. If he was asking her to be exclusive after so many years of him playing casanova and the fiasco with Kellie Anne, it meant he knew how he felt about her and was dead serious about what he was proposing. He wouldn’t ask just anyone to be with him, after all, and the last thing she wanted was to break the poor boy’s heart. But tying herself down like this...“I- ”
the girl began but immediately trailed off, biting her lower lip in uncertainty. God, she fucking hated to be put in the spot like this. “You do know what you’re asking for, right?”
she eventually inquired, in both an attempt to stall her answer and give Max a chance to stop and really think about what he was proposing. “If I say yes, it means you don’t get to mess around with anyone else either. So, are you sure you can give up the playboy life? Because you know I don’t like sharing either.”
Please say no, please say no, please say no…