Chapter 117
The thought that he might be looking at me but seeing someone else made
chest tight with a pain I didn’t want to name.
I tried to sit up, to put some distance between us before I did something stupid like believe him, but his arms tightened around me.
How come I can’t stop thinking about you?” he asked, his voice full of wonder and confusion. “What did you do to me?”
His hands moved to frame my face, thumbs brushing across my cheekbones with devastating gentleness.
I had to get up. I had to move away from him before I let myself fall back into this pattern, before I started believing that maybe this time would be different.
“Tristan…” I started to say, but his hands were already moving, trailing from my face down to my collarbone, across my shoulder
This wasn’t the first time he’d touched me, but somehow every touch felt new like he was discovering me all over aga fingers, every nerve ending singing with awareness.
‘Shh,‘ he whispered, and then his lips were on mine.
ve under his
Every shred of self–control I’d built up over the past few days evaporated in that instant. I kissed him back with everything I had, pouring days of longing and confusion and desperate hope into this kiss.
We kissed like we were drowning and the other person was air. It felt like forever and not nearly long enough at the same time.
This version of Tristan was different–gentler, more reverent. Like he was afraid I might disappear if he moved too fast or held on too tight.
His hands explored my body like he was memuriting every curve, every sensitive spot, every place that made me gasp against his mouth. When he
finally lifted me off has chest and laid me gently on the bed, I felt like I was floating
“I miss you so much,” he kept saying between kisses, and God help me, I believed him.
I let myself believe that he missed me, that he was ready to fight for something seal between us, that this wasn’t just alcohol and loneliness talking.
Somewhere in the haze of kissing and touching, our clothes disappeared. I couldn’t have said who undressed whom or when it happened. All I knew was the feeling of skin against skin, the weight of him above me, the way he looked at me like i was something precious.
When he kissed my forehead and slowly entered se, it felt like the world paused and I was flying at the same time.
The way I felt when I rode Claire. I loved it. Tristan would be the end of me know it but I can’t stop it.
“I missed you too,” I whispered against his neck, meaning every word,
He moved slowly, carefully, like we had all the time in the world. This wasn’t the desperate coupling from before this felt like making love, like something sacred and important.
“I love you,” he breathed against my ear.
The words hit me like lightning. I felt tears spring to my eyes, my heart stopping and racing at the same time.
“What did you say? I needed to hear it again, needed to be absolutely certain
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Chapter 117
*I love you. Never stopped.”
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I kissed him immediately, tasting salt from my own fears, nur bodies moving together in perfect rhythm as he moved in and out of me with my legs wrapped around his torso.
This was everything I’d dreamed of hearing, everything I’d hoped for during bose long years of watching him from the sidelines.
I love you too, Tristan,” I managed between gasps. ‘I’ve always loved you.”
Promise you won’t leave me again,‘ he said urgently, his movements becoming more desperate.
I promise,” 1
through my tears. “I’ll never leave you.”
I was so close, my entire body building toward that sweet release, when he said something that made my blood turn to ice.
“I never thought I’d see you again.”
Everything inside me went still. What was he talking about? See me again? hadn’t gone anywhere. I’d been right here the
the office.
“What do you mea..?” I started to ask.
But then he said the words that shattered my heart into a million pieces.
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“I missed you, Jess.”
The world stopped spinning. The air left my lungs in a rush, and I felt like I was falling through empty space.
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