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The Apology.
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2026-06-28 16:44:02
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Craving The Playboy's Touch The Apology.
EmmaTrevor had been calling me every single day, and he had already come to see me three times this week. I just couldn’t seem to escape him. Except for that first surprise visit, he always asked if it was okay to come over before showing up. I could have easily lied to him and said I wasn’t home, but I never did. How could I, when I now found myself looking forward to seeing him every chance I got?A perfect example was today.It was finally Friday evening, and I stood in front of the full-length mirror, checking the fifth dress I’d picked from my wardrobe. It was a short pink dress with a bright flowery design all over it, but as I turned around, it didn’t look good enough to me. I wanted to look simple but pretty for our night out.Actually, I wanted to look perfect. After a few more minutes of pacing around my room, I finally settled for a white tank top and a pair of high-waist black boyfriend jeans.I had packed my hair into a messy ponytail earlier, but then I changed my mind.
Craving The Playboy's Touch Weekend Plans.
Trevor Allysia sat opposite me, leaning forward and holding her phone up to find the perfect angle as she snapped a few photos of the expensive dishes beautifully plated in front of her, while I sat back and watched her with a smile on my face.She looked so stunning tonight in an off-shoulder burgundy dress that showed off her smooth, flawless skin. Her blonde hair fell over her shoulders in soft waves, making her look perfect under the warm restaurant lights. We had been here for less than thirty minutes, and she had already ordered a twenty-five hundred dollar meal. She hadn't even liked the first two dishes that cost fifteen hundred dollars; she simply took a few pictures for her social media page and asked the waiter to take them away. I didn't mind at all. As long as it made her happy, the money didn't matter to me. Her happiness did.Allysia turned her phone toward me, a proud smile on her lips as she showed me her screen. “Honey, isn’t this perfect?”I was cutting into my
Craving The Playboy's Touch He belongs to someone else now
EmmaI gave a small, embarrassed nod, my face heating up even more than it already had. “Yeah. It started today.”I had walked through the whole grocery store earlier without feeling any pinch of pain. Talk about bad timing.Trevor’s eyes filled with deep concern. He immediately pushed the table aside and stood up. “Don’t move. Where do you keep your heating pad? Is it still in your bedroom closet?”“Trevor, it’s fine, you don't have to….”“Em, I know how bad your cramps get, especially the first two days,” he interrupted, already walking toward the stairs to go to my bedroom. “Just sit still, I’ll be right back.”I took off my coat and leaned back against the couch cushions, pulling my knees up to my chest as a dull ache spread across my lower belly.A rush of old memories flooded my mind as I watched him climb the stairs. When we were together, Trevor always took such great care of me every time I was on my period. He would drive to the store in the middle of the night just to get
Craving The Playboy's Touch Not Getting My Hopes Up.
EmmaI waddled toward the kitchen counter, my arms swaying to the sides from the weight of the two large grocery bags in my hands. With a small grunt, I dropped them onto the counter, letting out a deep breath. If there was something I hated the most, it was grocery shopping. I nearly cried this morning when I discovered I was down to the very last crumbs of food. Olivia had left my place a day ago to resume work, and now I was back to being on my own. The silence in the apartment was almost too loud. Just then, a soft chime came from my coat pocket. I pulled my phone out, a smile instantly tugged at the corner of my lips when I saw Adrian’s text on the screen. He had told me earlier he had a meeting to attend, was he done already?“Just left the meeting. It was so exhausting and I would give anything for a nice meal right now. Especially the kind only you can offer.” He ended it with a wink emoji.My cheeks burned up at his words and just as I was typing a reply, the doorbell ran
Craving The Playboy's Touch Stuck with him.
EmmaI was curled up on the couch with Olivia in my living room back in San Francisco. She was sitting beside me, her eyes wide with excitement as she talked a mile a minute, recounting everything that happened after I left Spain.And when I say everything, I meant Hunter.“You sound like you’re in love with him now?”Olivia’s cheeks lit up with that pretty, rosy red color that seems to appear every time she hears Hunter’s name. She let out a small, nervous laugh and hid her face behind a couch pillow for a second before looking back at me.“To be for real, no. I like him but I’m not in love with him.”I narrowed my eyes at her and she let out a dramatic huff, tossing the pillow playfully at me.“I’m not joking around here honey. I can’t afford to love now. We only had a great time together.”“So that’s it?” I asked.Olivia shrugged, but she couldn't hide the smile tugging at her lips. “We promised to stay in touch, you know? Texting, calls, that kind of stuff. He’s back to his normal
Craving The Playboy's Touch Box of diamonds
AdrianIf there was anything I didn’t want right now, it was ending my time with Emma abruptly. And it wasn’t just because of how much I wanted to take her right on that table, or because of how much I knew she was aching for me. Something in me just still wanted her around.And whatever it was, it made me speak before I could even think about it or stop myself. I was serious about it. I wanted her to come with me.She let out a loud chuckle, shaking her head. “You didn’t mean that, did you?”“The flight leaves in two hours,” I said, keeping my voice confident.“Wait…” She paused, her smile fading into confusion as she pushed my hand gently away from her jaw and placed it on her own hip instead. “Why would I come with you? There’s no way I’m doing that.”“Why not?” I asked, leaning a bit closer.“What would I be doing there? You’re going for a business meeting”“The same thing you came to do here. It’s not like I don’t have apartments in Dubai. We can fly over there together and it'll
Craving The Playboy's Touch Beware of the sweet ones
EmmaMy head felt like it had been split open and stitched back together badly as I forced a slow groan past my lips.“Emma! Thank God!” a voice exclaimed right by my left side.I squinted hard, trying to look toward the sound. The sudden movement sent a sharp pain through my head, making me wince.
Craving The Playboy's Touch I Trust My Wife.
Trevor “Mom, he hit my husband because of that bitch!” Allysia snapped into the phone, standing by the large window of our suite with her back turned to me as she paced from one side to the other. One hand stayed pressed against her waist while the other held her phone tightly against her ear. He
Craving The Playboy's Touch Found
AdrianI headed straight toward the eastern side of the woods the moment I crossed back through the exit, following the direction Hunter had mentioned earlier without wasting another second. At first, I told myself I was only doing this because someone clearly had to use their brain around here. Ev
Craving The Playboy's Touch Just waiting for a game to end
AdrianI twisted the lid off my bottle again and took another long gulp, keeping my eyes locked on the exit like that was the only thing I cared about. I told myself I was just waiting for the game to end so I could head back to the villa, like that was the whole reason I was still here. But even t
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