“It still doesn’t feel right,” she whispers.
“Amber... it’s nothing for you to worry about. It’s me who’s deceiving him. I’m the one who will pick up the pieces when he finds out.”
“I wish I never met him,” she says quietly. “I wouldn’t feel so bad.”
“You’re right; it was a mistake.” The words are harsh, and I feel like a piece of shit in the moment, but that’s how I’ve always been.
Her face turns to me. “We’re a mistake?”
Yes.
“No, meeting my grandfather. I shouldn’t have pushed you.”
She nods, but I think she knows what I mean. “You knew he wouldn’t believe you unless he met me,” she states.
I nod.
I’ll never change; I didn’t have it in me, and probably the reason why my grandfather challenged me like he did. He never believed I’d change either.
Luckily, I knew he’d believe Amber.
Chapter 10
Amber
I spend two days between my friends and Jack, and as I’m flying home tomorrow, I agreed we’d go for a meal at his grandparents’ tonight. I know it’s for him to keep up the pretense of the relationship for the benefit of his family. But as I smile at his grandparents, and his sister, loving that they’ve welcomed me into their family, my heart aches so much.
Is it because I secretly want it to be real?
“Your family is lovely,” I say when we return to his apartment.
He doesn’t respond at first, but takes my hand, and we stroll from the car and enter the elevator.
“You're staying with me tonight,” he says, his mouth by my ear as I watch the numbers on the panel as the elevator rises to his floor. “I want you in my bed tonight. I want to fuck you all night.”
My blush deepens, and my eyes flutter shut.
“Is that what you want?” he asks, his hands slipping inside my coat and catching me by the waist. “Is it?” He nips my earlobe, dragging it in his teeth.
I emit a moan, and he groans in response.
“Yes,” I murmur as the car continues to climb slowly upward.
He groans in my ear as his hands coast down to my thighs and then around to squeeze my ass, dragging my legs until they are wrapped around his waist. He strides one step and holds me tight against the elevator wall, his hard cock digging into my sex. And I can’t help but think the ride is taking far too long. I’m desperate to be filled with him. To enjoy how he makes me feel.
“I want you now,” I moan, grabbing two fistfuls of his charcoal gray shirt and dragging him in close.
He laughs. “You're perfect.”
After a marathon sex session, too many orgasms to remember, I ache like I’ve never ached before. But it’s bliss.
“I think I could fall in love with you,” I say as I lay in his arms after yet another shower.
There’s a moment of silence coating the air as I wait for his reply. Wondering if he’s feeling the same way.
“Don’t,” he says. “I won’t ever love you, Amber.”
My heart drops into my stomach, his words rip me in two and I don’t think I can bring myself back together.
