She was struggling, and it was doing a number on me. I knew this was going to be hard on her, but I’d underestimated what seeing her go through this would do to me.I wanted to snatch her up and take her out of there, but I knew she had to go through this now or later. It should’ve been simple, really, and a good thing, I thought, but I didn’t think of the implications for both of them.I guess I didn’t realize that the reminder of all that they’d been through, all that would’ve been avoided had Starks not been taken from both of them, would make both women react like this. I’d had it hard as a kid after mom, and I moved, but nowhere near what she went through.Now I realize as I listened to her and her mom talk that they’d both been robbed of what might have been a good life with a man who would’ve loved both of them. Of course, I didn’t let on that I knew where Sam was, but the whole time I was itching to get back so I could plant my hand in his face.When the shadow crossed the door
Since it was Lyon’s last night here, we kind of took it easy and just sat back and relaxed. There was no mention of work for the first time since I met Lyon and his squad, and I got to see another side of them that I didn’t think existed. They actually knew how to relax, though Lyon seemed a bit testier than usual I imagine it was because his precious daughter got herself involved in something without him.All he’d said about the L.A. thing, to me at least, was that some kid had got himself in some shit, and he was gonna go take care of it because the girls were fans. Then he went on a rant about Hollywood being a cesspool of fucknuts. As with most things that come out of his mouth, it was convoluted as hell, but with this guy, you take what you can get. All the same, I realized that I was going to miss the hell out of the guy.Silla was spending time with her parents, getting to know Starks, who was in no hurry to leave, and I half wondered what he was going to do at the end of the ni
I stood in shocked silence for a few seconds as the sound of my hand connecting with her teeth seemed to reverberate in my ears. I hadn’t meant to do that, but now it was too late to take it back. I was too afraid to look at Gabriel, to see the look of disappointment I was sure would be on his face. Now I felt like crying.I’ve never just hauled off and hit anyone before, not since my wild childhood days when the bullies got under my skin. But it was just too much. I’d reached my limit with this girl and life in general. She just happened to be easier to face off with.I’d just left my mother, who’d been bawling her eyes out for the last two hours, broken, hurt, and alone and me, her daughter, could do nothing to ease the pain. The man she thought had ran off and left her to suffer had been left for dead by the man she would eventually marry.Through no fault of her own, of course, but still, those were the facts. Now she has to come to grips with everything that had happened in the la
I knew it was coming. I’m not sure about all that just went down here, but I could see it in her eyes that she was at breaking point and was barely holding on by a thread. I’ll deal with the Nikki situation later, but right now, there were more pressing matters on her mind that needed to be taken care of.It's amazing how well I’ve come to know her in such a short amount of time. But I can read her almost as well as I know myself. It’s almost as if I can feel her without even having to see with my eyes.Right now, she’s in pain, and though I can surmise it has something to do with Starks showing up in her life, I won’t know until she tells me. Dealing with her is like handling a newborn babe. So soft and precious, something to be handled only with care, and for a man like me who has no real experience with such things, I was having to feel my way around.Patience, Gabriel; you need lots of patience here. I’ve been running full speed ahead from the moment I realized and accepted that sh
Hit me, will you? We’ll just see about that. I had to breathe in and out a few times to calm the anger that was still riding hot in my chest. No one has ever laid a hand on me in my life; no one ever dared because of who I am.I was always the one doling out punishments as I saw fit. From a very young age, I knew my worth and who I was, but now I’d been humiliated by someone I wouldn’t even hire as my maid. This is something I will never forgive, no matter how long I live.She has no idea what she’s done or how she’s going to suffer for it. I felt a pang of unease at the thought when I remembered how Gabriel had defended her. I can’t believe both Emma and Gabriel had stood by her side after what she did. After all our years together, Emma had actually threatened and embarrassed me in front of that low-class mutt.I didn’t want anyone to know about my plight, especially Gabriel. I didn’t want him to think once I seduced him that, I was only in it for the money. I never wanted him to kn
I was dead on my feet and drained from all the excitement of the day. My chest hurt from holding too much in, and I was confused and afraid. But his words gave me solace. It was so strange having a voice of comfort that it was taking some getting used to, but I was learning to accept that feeling of relief I got with him.Somehow in the pit of my stomach, I knew that I could trust Gabriel. I didn’t realize it until now, but a part of me had been holding back, not yet quite sure or willing to believe that the life he was offering me, a life that sounded too much like a fairytale, could truly be mine.I didn’t realize that a part of me had been secretly doubtful or that I had been holding my breath, waiting for the other shoe to drop. Life had never been very kind to me, so why should I expect things to change so drastically out of the blue?No wonder my chest hurt. It’s because I’ve been holding my breath all this time in some sort of fear that I’d wake up one day and this would all be
We stood there for a long time, it seemed, until I was sure she’d calmed down. I did a lot of reassuring as she seemed to need it no matter what she said, and when it came time to go to bed, I had a bit of a dilemma. I wanted her, no surprise there, I always want her, but I was very aware that her mother was now in a room down the hall, not to mention the fact that Starks was still in the house, yet another hiccup I wasn’t expecting. I gritted my teeth and prepared to bear it, but she, on the other hand, was needy, as was to be expected after the day she had, and so ensued a night of the most intense passion I’ve ever experienced in my life and that’s saying a lot because I’m no blushing violet.“Your parents are down the hall.” I thought I should remind her.“I’ll be quiet.” Her response made me widen my eyes, a bit surprised, but what was more surprising was the feel of her fingers as they reached for my zipper.There was a feverish look in her eyes that hadn’t been there before and
After spending a restless night, I came to the realization sometime in the early morning hours that I had been coming at this thing all wrong. Sure, I hadn’t meant to get caught by that simpleton, but I shouldn’t have shown my hand to Gabriel so soon, either.I know it was my circumstances that had caused me to act so rashly, something I never would’ve done had I not been so stressed. I’m usually more well-equipped to handle such things and give more thought to my execution when time allows, but there was no use crying about it now that the deed was done. I have to do damage control before it was too late. Though how I was going to hide my hate and disdain for the country bumpkin, I wasn’t sure. At least her ignorant backwoods upbringing would work for me this time, as I’m sure she’s not sophisticated enough to see through my ploy, and it’s not like it’s the first time I’ve dealt with something similar.The one thing I have going for me is that I always get my way. I’ve never lost out