Painfully, Tem was keeping count. He didn’t know where the idea had come from, but he’d tracked down the very first story to an account that had only three stories. One of them was the origin of Tem’s problems. Because it was the first story that featured Tem as... as a homewrecker. The first one mentioned Tem sleeping with Vegas behind Pete’s back.
Then another one sprung up. And then another. And another. And now, there were nine fucking stories with the same premise. More often than not, Tem wasn’t even a part of the main story. He was just featured as the background character who showed up for three paragraphs to cause tension for the main couple.
He really wouldn’t have cared if the second and third stories didn’t coincide with Tankhun’s disappearing act. Every time Tem showed up to the main mansion, Tankhun was missing. Anxious, Tem was forced to wonder if the stories were getting to Tankhun, or worse, if Tankhun had somehow heard the real story of what had happened between Tem, Time and Tay.
Thanks to Porsche’s info, Tem knew Tankhun was on the premises. As he arrived, he made his way down to Tankhun’s wing. If Tankhun could just get one moment, he’d explain that-
Tem yelped as someone yanked him off the main corridor and into curved dead-end. Before Tem could react, a hand covered his mouth.
“It’s just me,” Time said, smiling at Tem.
Heart pounding in his chest, Tem gently pushed Time’s hand away. “What are you doing?”
“You’ve been avoiding me,” Time said, as a slight frown slowly creeped into his handsome features.
“I...” Tem’s tongue tied in his mouth as he searched for what to say. “I was just...”
The words died when Time got closer, placing his hands on either side of Tem’s head. Tem couldn’t breathe. He could barely think beyond the alluring scent of Time’s cologne, and his beguiling smile.
Blocking Time was easy, but now that he was looking into Time’s beautiful eyes, Tem didn’t know how to think.
“It’s been a while,” Time said, his hand resting heavily on Tem’s waist. “I’ve missed you.”
“We...” Tem breathed. “We can’t do this.”
“Do what?” Time asked, his thumb slipping beneath the hem of Tem’s shirt.
“Stop,” Tem said, putting his hand on Time’s chest and pushing him away.
“What’s gotten into you?” he said, walking back into Tem’s space.
Worried that he’d be trapped and tempted if he didn’t leave, Tem dodged Time and hopped out of the hidden curve.
“You’ve changed,” Time said, walking out as well, as Tem backed away from him.
“I don’t want this anymore. I deserve better, and frankly, so does Phi-Tay.”
“Excuse me?” Time asked, walking closer, ignoring the fact that they were now out in the open.
“Please stay where you are.”
“Do you think you’re better than me now, just because you’re hanging out with Theerapanyaukuls?”
“This is not about that.”
“You knew what you were signing up for when we got together.”
“And I’m signing out now. Please let me go.”
Hurt and unsure, Time’s eyes dropped to the ground. “I don’t understand why.”
Tem could believe that. Time was handsome and smart and rich. He’d probably never been told “no” a day in his life. Hell, Tay was an awesome catch and he still let Time do him like that. If Tem wasn’t on the verge of a mental breakdown, he may have felt a little bit special to be able to turn Time down.
“I’m going to go now,” he said.
“Tem-”
“Please.”
When Time didn’t respond, Tem fled. He didn’t think too much of it. Didn’t even resume his search for Tankhun because his head was all over the place. Instead, he just ran right into the street and got into the first cab that he could find.
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