NovelEnglishChapter 533 "We need to talk." I hadn't realized I stopped breathing until his hand was wrapping around my wrist and he was pullingaway from the car. My legs felt like complete Jello as I followed after him, my heart racing at lightning speed in my chest.
I wasn't sure where he was taking me, but it wasn't inside. We wandered around the villa exterior and then suddenly he stopped, turning to look at me, his eyes dark and soul searching, leavingparalyzed as I looked back at him.
"Tellwhat happened the other night," he said, his eyes narrowed as he studied me.
My face paled.
"What?" I asked him.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe stepped closer to me, his body only inches from mine, and made my heart beat even faster.
"Don't play stupid with me, Judy. The Grand Casino Hotel... tellwhat happened there." I studied him for a moment; he was so out of it that night that there was no way he would remember anything happening. Even so, it wasn'the wanted there with him... it was Rachel. It was Rachel he thought he was kissing.
"I don't know what you're talking about," I told him, my voice coming out almost hollow.
He scowled at me, walked towardsand I took a step back, trying to gain sdistance between us, until my back was pressed against the building and there was literally nowhere forto go. He put his hands on either side of me, resting them on them on the building.
"Then why the fuck did I taste you on my lips?" He asked me. "Why do I remember the way you moaned my name? Why do I remember your warm breath on my skin?" His tone deepened with each question he asked, his lips growing nearer to my skin, makingtremble from his scrutiny.
My breathing was harsh as I tried hard not to look at him, but he made it impossible by how close he was.
"I don't know..." I whisper. "Maybe you were dreaming..." "Bullshit," he said through his teeth.
"You don't think I know when I've had a taste of you," he whispered, his tone almost vulnerable, pullingtowards him.
I finally met his eyes, my heart breaking as I did.
Would he chooseif I told him that I was there that night? Or would he rejectand go back to her? I couldn't bear the thought of him rejectingand going back to her... I couldn't look him in the eyes while he toldhe didn't want me. bit my lower lip, trying hard not to shed any tears.
"It was Rachel,I told him. "The bartender called me, so I was there that night helped you to your room, but Rachel intercepted and brought you the rest of the way. We said our goodbyes, and then I went home. That's all there was to it." I hated lying to him, but I couldn't face the disappointment that would be evident in his eyes if I told him it wasand not Rachel. I knew where his heart was, and it wasn't with me.
He stared atfor a long time, trying to gauge my expression to find out if I was telling the truth. He stepped away from me, finally gaining sdistance. I finally felt like I could breathe again.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmI watched him as he ran his fingers through his hair, the confusion and conflict clear on his face as he processed this new information.
After a moment of heated silence, he turned away and walked around the corner, leavingalone with my thoughts and rapid beating heart.
It took a while forto move from my spot. Instead of going home, had Taylor dropoff at the mansion. It's It's been a while since I saw Irene and the baby, and I could use a distraction.
Irene was in the living room, feeding the baby, when I arrived) She looked pleased to seeme.
"Oh, good. I was going to call you today," she toldas sat down on one of the couches. "Why?" I asked in return.
"Because there's a charity event happening on Sunday and I'm expected to go," she told me. "Since 1 don't have a plus one... and I really don't want to go alone... I was kind of hoping that maybe you'd cwith me??"
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