LOGINLeahI told Sam about the blind date, and she was more furious than I'd been recalling it. She almost stormed out to go find him, but I stopped her. "I handled it," I assured her.Well... I think I did. Anyways, she eventually calmed down,but I knew she was going to find him later. Honestly, I was just glad the blind dates were over.As for Edward, I didn't see him again until Wednesday, when I was taking Roman to school. I had managed to avoid him perfectly until now."Hi," he said, waving at me as he got into the elevator. He was smiling warmly at me, and that only made my guilt increase.I felt like I'd used him and ghosted him after. You did.I nodded politely, unable to meet his eyes.The elevator ride took more time than usual, and his eyes on me throughout weren't helping matters.When the door finally opened and I walked out with Roman, I thought he was going to stop me, but he didn't. Thank God.I dropped Roman off at school and watched him reluctantly drag his feet into
LeahHis mouth was gentle, hesitant, his fingers tracing instead of gripping, careful instead of demanding. It frustrated me because all I could think of was a different pair of hands that were rough and possessive. A man who used to kiss me like he wanted to suck the damn air right out of my lungs, devour me, pull me into him until I was a part of him.I hated that I was comparing them. Hated that he'd been right that no man would ever touch me the way he did. What I hated most was the ugly truth rising in my chest. He had made me crave the roughness, the loss of control, and everything he taught my body to want. And the fucking alcohol wasn't helping!My thighs hit the edge of his bed, and I sank down with him."If you want to stop..." Edward whispered against my lips.I should stop, leave. But my desperate attempt to prove that he hadn't broken me had made me want to do something reckless."Please," I breathed, my fingers reaching for his belt. "Just fuck me already."I needed t
Leah He talked about his ex-wife and how she refused to respect him because she earned more. How modern feminism ruined women making wives not to know their places anymore. I blinked. No, seriously, where the hell did Sam find this douche bag? "I want a housewife," he continued. "I heard you're the CEO of your father's company. Nepotism at its finest," he clicked his tongue. "Anyway, you'd have to quit if we're going to get married." My fork froze over my plate. "We??" He chuckled. "You are thirty-two. That's an age where you shouldn't be picky about men. I'm doing you a favour by marrying you. No one wants a woman your age who's already..." he smirked his eyes, moving to my chest. "Used and old." My jaw dropped. The actual FUCK?! "I understand why your ex-wife left you. And I sympathise with the unfortunate woman who would end up with you." "Excuse me?" "This was a mistake," I muttered, standing and grabbing my purse. I turned to leave when he grabbed my arm. "Let go of
LeahThe air between us grew thicker as I held his stare, the cup of coffee forgotten in my hand. His baby blue eyes were fixed on mine with confidence, and I hadn't seen them in him before."Do you like me?"His answer came without hesitation. "Yes."Heat shouldn't have crawled up my neck, but it did."I thought I'd made that pretty obvious by now."I knew he was interested, but confessing he liked me was unexpected."I'm a divorcee with a kid," I said quietly."I know."He stepped close enough for me to catch the faint scent of his cologne. "And it doesn't change anything, Leah."My fingers tightened around the strap of my bag."I'm older than you.""It doesn't matter.""It should."His fingers grazed my cheek. "Not to me. I've felt this way since the first day I set my eyes on you. Nothing is going to change my mind."I looked away, my heart thudding so hard.What are you afraid of? It's not like you are cheating?"I don't think I can return your feelings," I muttered."I'm not ask
Leah"And you wonder why he doesn't tell you things.""Sam—""Don't 'Sam' me." Her voice shook with anger. "I'm the one who gets to look after your kid while you work. You didn't even bother going to school to pick him up cause you assumed I was going to. I called you ten fucking times and you didn't pick any of them. Is your work more important than your own son?"My chest tightened."You're drowning, Leah," she said quietly, "and you don't even notice you're dragging people with you."She had no idea how hard it had been for me these past years. How much effort it takes to act normal. I'm holding everything together with shaking hands, praying it doesn't all collapse one day."And your solution is that I find a man to fuck me?" I spat. "Cause that's the only thing you keep hammering in my head."She blinked, hurt flickering before anger returned. "You know what? Fuck you." She jabbed a finger at my chest before turning to grab her purse. And she made sure to slam the door behind her
LeahYou know how there is someone who has been around you all along, but you never notice them until one random day, and suddenly they are everywhere? Yeah, that was what happened with the stranger I met in the elevator. The one whose name I had already forgotten.I woke up late that morning, thanks to the man who keeps slipping into my dreams and making it impossible to sleep. I only passed out around five, thinking my alarm would wake me. Well, it didn't, and Roman had to go late to school.As I walked towards the company building, I saw the man from last night standing at the entrance. A coffee carrier dangled from one hand, and his phone was in the other. "Damn it, I forgot to get coffee," I muttered under my breath.That was the only thing that would keep me from dozing off at work.He looked up at the sound of my heels and straightened with a smile. "Good morning, boss.""Morning..." I said, slowing down as my brain scrambled for his name.This is embarrassing."Edward," he sa







