Mag-log in~~Melanie~~I stay at my screen.At the text.‘I’m at your door,’Sebastian.What does he want?As if waking up in his bed isn't weird as it is.Then he called Mr. Daniel asking for a day off in my stead.I was going to refuse but it'd be awkward to go to work at noon and have people throwing sharp glances at me.I'm not cut out for that drama.Ugh.Why can't Sebastian leave me alone.I've tried everything. To distance myself. To be mean to him. But none of that worked.It's like the more I resist, the more unhinged he becomes.I chew on my words. I don't want to overthink it. I don't want to let him mess with my head.I exhale slowly, that little voice getting louder in my head.Do you really want him out of your life though?I let the thought sit there….“You're not staying for dinner?” Hazel's voice cuts through my thoughts.I blink, reaching for my bag. “I— uhm. No. I need to leave,”Her brows lifts, dissecting me. “Why?”I chuckle. “Work. It just keeps piling up,” I let out. “I n
~~Damon~~I end the call and turn to Fiona.“I need her entertained while I'm away…nothing boring,”“Roger that boss,”“Her younger brother is back home. Perhaps give her extra time to bond with him,”She nods, eyes on me.“The activities shouldn't wear her out. No stress. It's not good for her, for the baby.”Fiona stands.“I'm going to take care of things like I always do, you've got nothing to worry about.”I exhale.It's just…if this meeting wasn't important, I wouldn't leave her sight, ever.But this meeting, this dinner is crucial.I've been out of office for months. The company needs me.My phone dings.It's mom.‘Do not forget dinner tonight.’I lift my head to meet Fiona's gaze.I trust her, completely.She's been with me since I joined the company. And her devotion to work is blatant.But still…If it involves Hazel…I needed extra assurance.“I've got to go.” I pause, holding her gaze. “Take care of her,”She smiles. “I will.” she says. “Does that mean I'm off work?”“Take t
~~Hazel~~“So have you told him?” Melanie asked, glancing toward the kitchen where Jason is.I shake my head. “No,” I let out. “Hopefully never,”Lanie’s brows lifts. “You can't hide a pregnancy. You'll soon start showing, what then?”I face palmed, groaning into my hands. “I know,” I mused. “God, this is more difficult than I thought.”“It's Jason, Hazel.” she says and trail. “He will understand just like everyone of us.”Jason turns his head.“Do you need a juice?” He asks, lifting a glass.I smile. “No,” I answer. “I have something else for Lanie,”“All right,” he lets out.I stand and head to the cupboard, pulling out the bottle of wine.Lanie turns to me, whispering. “You can't be taking alcohol. It's not good for the baby.”I lower my voice. “I didn't buy it,” I say. “My neighbor did. He brought it this morning.”“You have a new neighbor?”I nod. “One that's rather too eager to talk to me,”I uncork the wine, reaching for a glass.“That's an expensive looking wine,” Melanie obser
~~Melanie~~I inhaled the scent of the man leaning toward me.Sebastian.He's close, too close, eyes pinned on me.And for some reason I don't shrink. I don't stop him.It feels…good to be wanted.To be desired.His finger brush against my chin, lifting my face to meet his.“I want to kiss you, Melanie.” his hot raspy voice whispered shooting straight to my core.Something about his tone ignites a fire within me. His eyes, his voice…the way his body pins me in place — it consumes me.I want him.I do, and it's driving me nuts.His eyes search mine, waiting.My lips part. “When have I ever stopped you?”The words barely leave my lips before he crashes his mouth onto mine.His kiss is hungry, desperate — brutal.I open my mouth to let him in.He doesn't ease in. He devours. Like he's been starving.I kiss him back with the same desperation, the same fury. And I hate that I want it so badly. I hate how I moan into his mouth.Every hard inch of him is pressed against me, his thigh pushing
~~Hazel~~It almost did happen.The kiss.My brain is still at the walk way. Reminiscing every single moment.Jordan had leaned in. Our breaths mingling. One inhale, one exhale.His fingers rise gently, and brushed the curve of my jaw, then up to my chin. His touch is soft, lingering.His eyes doesn't leave me.Neither do mine.I'm drowning in his gaze. I feel his breath on my lips, warm and tempting.My heart is thundering. I bet he could hear that. But I'm not the only one lost in the moment.Jordan's gaze is intense. Lingering over my face, my lips.Out of nowhere, a call cuts through the moment.Jason.The spell breaks. I take a step back, breathing hard and fishing my phone out.It did occupy my mind half the entire night. The tension. The near kiss.But Jordan was normal about it. And I guess I should be too.But being around him makes me think about things I shouldn't. Especially not while carrying another man's baby.This is all messed up and I don't even know what to do with
~~Melanie~~I scan the room for any trace of Jade.I could swear she was right there just a while ago.My head feels so heavy. It's like I've had a lot and it's only just a few glass.God.I hate alcohol.I can't hold my liquor and to top it all Sebastian of all people decided to show up tonight.Great.Just great.I've been trying so hard to avoid him. I didn't want any drama and definitely not in a job I just started.I put my glass down and push to my feet.A hand grabs mine.“You leaving already?” I might as well do. “The best of the party is yet to come.” Caleb says.I force a faint smile. “Oh, no. I just need to go to the restroom,” The lady beside him glares at me.At his hand on mine.I honestly can't blame her. I'd be just as mad if a guy I'm with is paying more attention to someone else.Caleb nods, and finally let go of my hand.I walk away but not before subtly glancing toward the bar where Sebastian is.His profile tonight is…aggravatingly attractive. The lighting soften







