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Chapter 8 8

Word Count: 1117    |    Released on: 31/03/2025

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have never gotten along. If I had my way, I'd avoid the glorious sunlight alt

me the spot as his plus-one, and when I refused, he bribed me

the audacity to pester me about how we don't hang out enough, complaining t

ing guy I've ever met. He loves teasing me, and I never know how to react. Half of me giggles like a schoolgirl because a guy l

s in the zone, a fire could break out, and he wouldn't even notice. He plays soccer in his free time, and he's anno

es like burnt regret. Recently, though, he admitted to adding a teaspoon of almond milk. The satis

low, so I did. But the moment we stepped into the hotel room, something felt

p.m., no

ho schedules a party at

fore ordering me breakfast as an apology. As we ate in comfortab

Do you think someone

his mouth, shrugged. "Ma

onds before nodding. Mo

g there-half-naked, hickeys and bite marks scattered across his skin. M

ev

k. My gaze flickered to the beautiful blonde

o this to me?" M

ands up in surrender, his shirt

arp laugh. "Oh, I'd love

like!" He reached for me, plac

ly? Because her chasing after you, practically naked, and the fact th

you doing at a hotel with another guy?" He jabbed a finge

seriously turn

no right t

-I know. I see the way he looks at you. The hugs. The m

this! Matt and I

s to fuck you. May

. The sharp smack echoed down the hallway, leaving my

ed cheek. "Still defending him? Tel

p!" I s

nd' trips? New York? The vacations? He

ous, a tone I had never heard from him before.

she asked, her voic

shifted. "You're

to hotels with someone else a

as a mistake. One minute I was drink

his grip tightening. "Plea

wanted to believe

k. Matt. His voice was low, unwavering. "Do you

ed. "This is betwee

ripping the engagement ring from

loor. "Boo..." His voice was barely a whisper

oment the doors slid shut, tears spilled down my che

he sick of me? Did h

Matt was already beside m

g against the window mirroring the ache in my heart

but this is my car, yo

his expression unreadable. "Do you

iced the lights on inside my

ck to Matt

iped a tear from my cheek before driv

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