Total pages in book: 188
Estimated words: 179812 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 899(@200wpm)___ 719(@250wpm)___ 599(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 179812 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 899(@200wpm)___ 719(@250wpm)___ 599(@300wpm)
He clenches his teeth then, breathes through his nose as if saying these words are so painful to him, that these words are breaking his heart when he was the one who did those things and broke mine. Then, “Why the fuck would I talk about her after I’ve gotten down on one knee for her when I shouldn’t have? And never in front of you.”
With that, he’s done. He moves away from me. He steps back, gives me a last look, water sliding down his hair, his eyelashes, dripping down his cut body, falling off his hard cock that’s stuck to his abdomen and gets out of the shower. He sheds water from his tall body, leaving a trail of it behind as he steps out into his bedroom. I hate it. I hate when people leave messy puddles on bathroom floors, even though I’m not the cleanest person in the world.
But right about now, I don’t care. I don’t even care that I’m going to be the one to do that too as I take off after him, naked and dripping, leaving the shower on; another pet peeve of mine, wasting water when you’re already struggling to pay your water bill.
I care about nothing but catching up to the man who just completely turned my word upside down. Who just told me he was not only tricking me into getting pregnant—in his head—so I can never leave him even though he will leave me one day. He didn’t say that, but isn’t that implied? I mean, he’s in love with someone else. He’s using me to get over her. But at the same time, he also knows how heartbroken I am over the fact that he loves someone else. So much so that he won’t even bring her up in front of me.
He has to be, hands down, the most twisted, the most toxic and the most wonderful man I’ve ever met.
So I not only catch up to him as he’s reaching the foot of the bed, I tackle him from behind. I crash into him like I did the night he took my virginity and following the same move, I round him and climb his fucking body, making him grunt in surprise. And because I’m acting like a crazy person, naked tackling the man I’m in love with, he grabs me around the waist, plasters me to his own bare body so I don’t hurt myself.
Then, I don’t know who makes the first move—did I pull him, or did he push us both?—but we’re both falling on the bed and he’s panting over me, growling, “What the fuck is your problem?”
I wind my arms and my thighs around him and snap, “You. You’re my problem.”
He clenches his teeth and brings his weight down on me even more, pinning me to the bed. “Why can’t there be a single. Fucking. Goddamn moment of peace with you?”
“You—”
“You wanna talk, we’ll talk. We’ll fucking talk until we’re both blue in the face. But some things are fucking off limits, do you understand?”
I glare up at him. “I don’t want to talk anymore.”
“Thank fucking God for that.”
“I want to do other things.”
“Yeah, what things?”
I look at his wet lips and lick droplets off mine. His dick lurches on my belly, telling me he saw that, telling me he understands what it means. Then, looking up, I tell him, “You could never put my naked videos up on the internet. You’re too possessive of me. You could never let anyone look at me like that. You’d kill them first.”
His eyes flash with it, with possessiveness, with animalistic need for me and burning lust. And before his mouth comes down on me, he growls, “Damn right I will.”
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Before he leaves, I make him promise to focus on the game.
He, in turn, makes me promise to never ever block him on my phone. I make him promise he won’t leave his team and run home no matter what happens. He makes me promise that I’ll never ever go anywhere without my phone. Then, I tell him that this is his last chance. If he ever goes behind my back and does things without telling me, I’ll never forgive him.
God, I can’t believe he did that. I can’t believe he tried to impregnate me without my knowledge. And he only brought it up because I pissed him off enough. No, what I absolutely cannot believe is how he looked when I told him the truth about my birth control pill. And then hours later when he was leaving for the airport, I can’t believe how disappointed I was. That I was protected. Against him. Against any accidents.
It’s the craziest thing in the world. I’ve never even thought about babies. I didn’t think I could. Just like college, a career. I had Snow to look after. I had to keep her safe, provide a home for her, send her to college. I always thought dating, babies, happily ever afters were for other people, Plus, I was in love with a man I could never have. So it never even entered my mind to wish for such things.