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Nadia

Kiss me. Kiss me. Kiss me.

I pleaded inside even though I told myself that it was wrong.

I could have sworn that I saw him lean closer to me.

“There’s something on your face.”

His husky voice as he caressed my face didn’t help my case.

“Th—thank you.”

I stammered and moved away from him. I needed the distance because being so close to him was burning me in all the right places that it shouldn’t.

I felt stupid for thinking and believing that he was going to kiss me when he just wanted to help.

What’s wrong with me? It’s not like I can blame it on ovulation because it’s not.

I haven’t felt this needy in a long time and certainly haven’t felt this needy towards someone I don’t even know.

“You are one interesting woman.”

It wasn’t his words but the laughter that followed that made my whole body heat up.

Even his laughter was attractive. I couldn’t stop my attraction to this man even though he wasn’t even doing anything other than being normal.

There’s no way he felt it too, right? He is a gorgeous man so he should be used to women being attracted to him and he must be immune to the attraction now.

“What do you mean?”

My voice didn’t sound like mine. I had to cough to clear my throat.

“You look like you want me to kiss you and at the same time, you look like you want to turn and run.”

He knows about me wanting him to kiss me.

Can I just die? This is so embarrassing that even trying to defend it didn’t even feel right so I just lied.

“I must be drunk.”

Liar. I didn’t even finish a glass of the alcohol that the bartender poured for me.

“There’s no way you are drunk. I have been watching you all night and you didn’t even drink.”

I gasped at his words. He has been watching me? How long?

“That’s creepy!”

I let out and he laughed shortly.

“Creepy? I don’t think it’s creepy to not be able to keep your eyes away from the most beautiful and attractive woman in the room.”

His compliment threw me off for a moment because I wasn’t expecting it.

I mean, I am not ugly or unattractive and I am pretty much confident in my looks but lately, I have been feeling less and less attractive.

Sebastian! It’s all his fault! He has been finding fault in everything recently and complaining no matter what I do.

I thought he was joking when he started to call me boring but after last night and this morning, I know he isn’t joking.

“No one will ever want you.”

Sebastian's words filtered into my head and I couldn’t help the sad feeling that settled in my stomach.

“Why did you bring me out here?”

I asked him instead of responding to what he said. He shrugged his shoulders and even that felt so damn attractive.

“You looked like you needed a space to breathe.”

He was right. I did need a space to breathe. I just don’t know what to make of his earlier words and his need to help me breathe.

I shouldn’t be here with him. not with how being with him made me feel.

“My husband suggested an open marriage.”

Nadia!

Why the fuck did I tell him that? Why can’t I control my words? He didn’t even ask me any questions.

“Oh, I see.”

That’s all he said and I felt even more stupid.

“I am sorry, I didn’t mean to trauma dump on you.”

I apologized and he flashed that dimpled smile again.

“It’s fine. You can tell me anything.”

The way he said it made me want to tell him everything about me even though it might bore him to death.

“Sorry.”

I said again.

“No, I insist. Seems like you have a lot stored up that you want to talk about. You can talk to me.”

I did. I told him everything. Every freaking thing that has happened in the last twenty-four hours.

“What a jerk.”

He said when I was done. He startled me when he reached out and caressed my cheek.

No, not caress. He was wiping tears from my eyes.

I didn’t even realize my eyes were leaking tears until he touched my cheeks and his gesture made me sob harder.

He pulled me into his arms and the dam practically broke. I cried and cried.

“I am sorry,”

I let out and tried to pull away when I realized that I was pooling his white sleeves with my tears.

He held me tighter against the wall of his chest, patting my hair.

“It’s fine.”

He whispered. Even his voice soothed me. I stayed in his arms for a little longer before we slowly pulled apart.

He didn’t let me go completely and his fingers went to my cheek again, caressing softly.

I fought the urge to close my eyes and just let myself feel this stranger who was holding me so close.

I don’t even know his name and he doesn’t even know mine yet I have told him things about me that no one else knew yet.

Not even my best friend knows and I tell her everything.

“Promise me one thing.”

He whispered.

“What?”

My voice was hoarse and almost inaudible.

“Promise me that this will be the last time that you will cry for that jerk.”

I opened my mouth to say something but I couldn’t say anything.

I can’t promise him that it would be the last time. What Sebastian did to me broke me and seeing him being happy with another woman and their kids would definitely make me cry.

Especially since I can’t divorce him as that would mean signing away everything that I have worked hard for.

Instead of promising him, I pulled away from him.

“I am sorry,”

I apologized and started to walk away but he pulled me back to him.

He walked me backward, pinning me against the roofguard. And then without warning…

Holy fucking shit—

…His lips were against mine.