“Yeah.”

The thought of him getting out and hurting Stone’s mom again doesn’t sit well with me. “When does he get out?”

“Not for another two years.” His expression turns stony. “Given all the shit they found in his car when they arrested him, I’m surprised he didn’t get more.”

“What shit?”

“He was a drug dealer,” he spits. “A lowlife fucking drug dealer.”

That’s definitely news to me. “Oh.”

His fingers clench into a fist. “I hate drug dealers…almost as much as I hate him.” He cuts his gaze to mine. “The day after he got arrested, I told my mom I wanted to become a doctor. This way I could always take care of her and my family the right way.”

And that’s just one of the many reasons I gravitate to him like a moth to a flame.

Stone could have taken the same path his father did, but he didn’t.

He’s one of the good ones.

Reaching up, I run my hand along his jaw. “For what it’s worth, I’m proud of you for not following in his footsteps.”

He presses his lips to mine. “That means a lot.”

Skimming my nose along his neck, I breathe him in. “You mean a lot to me.”

He kisses me again, slow and deep.

Tingles zip up my spine as he slides his palm up my thigh. “You have no idea what you do to me.”

A low groan escapes him when his hand dips inside my panties.

“You’re so wet,” he murmurs against my mouth.

“More,” I utter, bucking my hips.

He plunges two fingers inside me.

“Jesus, you’re so tight,” he groans, working them faster.

My eyes flutter closed against the pressure. It feels so good.

So fucking good.

“Oh, G—” An image of Hayley infiltrates my mind and I bolt up. “Hayley.”

I need to find a way to get rid of that video.

Stone is understandably confused. “What—”

“Do you have a computer I can use?”

He gestures to the small laptop on his desk in the far corner of the room. “Yeah, sure. But why do you need one right now?”

Forgoing my crutches, I take a seat at his desk and flip open his laptop. “What’s your favorite porn site?”

Given he’s an eighteen-year-old guy, he’s the perfect person to ask.

He looks even more confused as he motions to his raging hard-on. “Trust me, what we were doing got my cock rock hard. You’re hotter than any porn out there.”

I’d laugh if it wasn’t such a dire situation. “That’s not why I was asking.” I look down at the floor. “I had another flashback at the party.”

“What happened?”

I don’t want to tell him because I don’t want him to judge me, but I need someone to confide in.

“It was bad,” I warn him. “Really bad.”

His expression turns serious. “Bianca, whatever it is, you can tell me.”

Taking a deep breath, I lay it all out there. “As usual, I only have bits and pieces to go on, but from what I gather, Hayley and I were making out at some party and I led her upstairs to hook up.”

Safe to say I have Stone’s undivided attention.

“Okay, so you hooked up with a girl…again. No big deal.”

“Hooking up with a girl isn’t the problem,” I interject. “Me intentionally seducing and then tricking her is.” I close my eyes because I can’t bear to look at him while I tell him the next part. “I made her masturbate in front of me, and while her eyes were closed and she was…you know, into it, I recorded her.” I swallow hard. “And then I uploaded the video to a bunch of porn sites.”

Standing, Stone runs a hand over his scalp. “Damn. That’s…”

My insides coil with shame. “Completely fucked up.”

“Yeah…yeah, it is.” He scrubs a hand down his face. “But that was the old Bianca.” His gaze collides with mine. “It’s not who you are anymore.”

He’s right…but still.

“I know.” I turn my attention back to his laptop. “But I need to find all the porn sites where I uploaded the video and delete them.”

It’s the right thing to do.

“Okay, well, the biggest porn site is Pornhub.”

I quickly type the name into the search engine, ignoring all the boobs and vaginas that pop up on the screen. “There’s a login.” I look at him. “I’m guessing that’s how one would upload a video?”

Stone blinks. “I mean, I have no experience uploading videos. I just watch them—never mind, that’s not important.” He shrugs. “Login and see what happens.”

I start to type in my email then pause, my mind going blank. “I have a problem.”

“What?”

“I can’t remember my password.”

Luckily Jace was able to reset all my passwords for my email and social media sites back when he fixed my laptop, but I’m guessing old Bianca wasn’t stupid enough to use her regular email for this.

It would be too easy to track back to her…us.

God, I hate this.

“I don’t know what to do.” My shoulders slump in defeat. “There’s no way I can fix this if I don’t know what email I used and what my password would be.” I snap my fingers when it comes to me. “There’s a search engine on the site. Maybe I can just type in her name or something like, young, hot blonde masturbates—”

“Yeah, that’s not gonna work.” His gaze turns inward. “First, I doubt you used Hayley’s actual name in the subject of the video. And two—if you type young, hot blonde masturbates or any variation of that into the search engine, you’re going to get thousands of hits. It will take you weeks to sort through them all.” He huffs out a humorless laugh. “Plus, if you do manage to find it, there’s no guarantee the site owners will respond to your email or take the video down.” He exhales long and deep. “As much as I hate to say it because I know how much you want to fix this, you’re better off letting it go.”

I hate this. So fucking much.

“I’m a really shitty person.”

“You aren’t,” Stone argues. “The old you was.”

Fair enough, but it doesn’t make me feel better about what I did.

Or make anything less confusing.

“Speaking of the past, I still don’t understand why I was with her that night when I apparently hated he—”

I stop talking because a thumbnail on the bottom of his computer screen snags my attention.

It’s a little grainy…but it’s definitely me.

My mouth drops open when I click on it and a video of me lying on the hood of Morgan’s car with my legs spread open while she goes down on me begins to play.

A million different emotions hit me at once. None of them good.

“What the hell, Stone?”

His eyes widen. “I can explain that.”

I spin around to face him. “I threw your phone in the water. How do you still have this?”

I thought I destroyed it.

He looks sheepish. “I emailed the video to myself before you did.”