Библиотека
Искать
Главная / Romance / Forbidden Fling / Chapter Sixty-seven - Trevor

Share

Chapter Sixty-seven - Trevor

Aвтор: Aleatha Romig
last update Последнее обновление: 2025-09-18 21:06:19

Shana slips through my fingers as her smile reemerges.

While I give her the minute she requested, I close the living room window. Before I do, I glance out and up. The space between the buildings isn’t large, yet up in the sky is a full moon. I think of an old childhood story about wishes. I’m not sure what makes me think of it, but with my hands on the windowsill I look up to the moon. My mind tells me it’s children’s fables, that I used up my quota when I was young.

For the first time, I’m not listening to my mind.

My heart wants another one. I speak softly. “If wishes can come true, I want to fulfill every one of hers...and I don’t want mine to end.”

When I reach the bedroom, I hear Shana in the bathroom as light seeps from under the door.

Instead of thinking about why she was really out on the fire escape crying, I concentrate on whatever she has for my surprise. Each thought returns blood to my cock, reviving the erection that has been perpetual since she arrived here Friday nigh
Continue to read this book for free
Scan code to download App
Заблокированная глава
Предыдущая глава Следующая глава

Latest chapter

  • Forbidden Fling   Chapter Eighty - Shana

    "I’ll need to be on-site on and off during the week," Trevor says. "We will figure all that out. But my weekends will be free. I was only one of the engineers who worked on the proposal, but after I learned how you were being treated in New York, I applied to my boss to let me supervise the project. Then, even before it was approved, I went to Max and pushed for the funding commitment. It was a long shot, but it worked.”“So you’re here now in England?”“I am.”And then I recall the royal wedding. “But how did you get here? Flights are booked. This city is a madhouse.”“I called in one more favor.”“From whom?”“I called my brother.”The tears again threaten the back of my eyes. “You asked Duncan to fly you to England?”“What good is it to have a hotshot brother with a company plane if I never use it?”Forgetting about my lovely aroma, I reach up and wrap my arms around Trevor’s neck. “Of all the things you did, I get the feeling that call was the most difficult.”Trevor shrugs his wi

  • Forbidden Fling   Chapter Seventy-nine - Shana

    Me, who is wearing shorts and a camisole with no bra, three-day-old hair, no makeup, and an aroma similar to rubbish that needs to be taken to the curb.“Shana,” Trevor begins, “I’m sorry to come unannounced. I tried your phone and couldn’t get through to you. I seem to have nowhere to stay. There’s some wedding or something happening, and I was wondering if maybe you had room?”My eyes fill with tears as I wrap my arms around his neck. “Trevor? How are you here?”After a kiss to my cheek, he asks, “Do you think that maybe we could go inside before your neighbors decide to watch?” He moves me to arm’s length. “I’m good with this outfit, but I’d like to keep your lingerie to my eyes only, if you don’t mind.” He adds the last part with a wink.My head is bobbing faster than I can think. “Yes, come in. How did you find me? How did you get here? There aren’t any flights. Why are you here? What are you doing with suitcases?”After the door closes, his finger touches my lips, stopping my qu

  • Forbidden Fling   Chapter Seventy-eight - Shana

    The energy necessary to be bitchy dissipated by the second as I bit my tongue, stopping all the words I wanted to say, smiled politely, thanked Vicky for her consideration, and told her that she and the entire lingerie division was welcome, considering the fact that Stephen and I had traveled to New York on a moment’s notice, saved their show, and increased their sales. I then stood, told everyone in attendance that I would be returning to London and to juniors since the counteroffer I’d received from Neil was too good to pass up. I then bid everyone goodbye, leaving Vicky’s shitty offer sitting unsigned on the table as she stared at me with her mouth agape. I did get the feeling she didn’t know about Neil Butler’s counteroffer, which gave me a smidgen of satisfaction.I left so quickly that I didn’t even have a chance to say goodbye to Chantilly or others I’d come to like in the lingerie department. The truth is that I had to leave while my head was still high and eyes were without t

  • Forbidden Fling   Chapter Seventy-seven - Shana

    There’s nothing like sleeping in your own bed. That saying is true. Since we landed at Heathrow Airport on Saturday morning and Ubered to our respective homes, it’s what I’ve been doing. Of course, because it’s all I’ve been doing, I have no food in my apartment—well, other than a few open boxes of cereal that may or may not be stale upon my return. The only thing worth trying to consume in the refrigerator—since I can’t exactly drink condiments—is apple juice, and if I were a betting woman, I’d wager that it is close to fermentation at this point.Basically, the only safe risks are the water bottles, but they don’t do much for nourishment.With the exception of the sandwich and chips Stephen brought over Saturday night, I haven’t given eating too much thought.Or...unpacking.Or...shopping for food.Or...doing laundry.Or...showering.As I snuggle under my covers, I give the last one—showering—more thought. With my nose scrunched, I move it back outside the blankets and I make mysel

  • Forbidden Fling   Chapter Seventy-six - Shana

    “Boss lady, before you went in there, I told her what I’ve told you: we are a team. I’m not upset about the way this went. I’m moving back to London, we’re still together, and I too am getting that fifteen percent increase that Neil offered.”“He obviously didn’t know what was going down in New York. He could have had us—”“Or he did,” Stephen suggests, “and he was afraid Witch Vicky might turn you against the company as a whole, and he didn’t want to lose you.”“How can you always make me feel better?”“It’s in my job description,” Stephen says with a smile. “And for the record, I know that this time with Trevor, this time leaving for London, it will be different.”“I want that. It’s just that as I was leaving, he seemed so...I don’t know the right word... distracted.”“Maybe he was holding out for the same dream. You know how those macho men are?”I scoff. “Like you?”“Yes, exactly like me.” Stephen covers my hand again. “No, macho men want to fix everything. Your man is a planner a

  • Forbidden Fling   Chapter Seventy-five - Shana

    Stephen hands me a small-stemmed glass and a tiny wine bottle as our plane reaches cruising altitude over the Atlantic Ocean. “You can’t regret trying.”“That’s what they say,” I reply, my eyes still puffy, and my damn nose running like a faucet.“You made the right decision.”I turn his way. “I don’t know. You could have had juniors all to yourself. You’d be in London with Max, and if I’d taken what she offered, I’d be in New York.” The words are like the twisting of a knife in my heart. I’m not in New York and it’s my fault.“It was a bullshit offer.”I finish pouring the contents of the small bottle into my glass and nod. “It was worse than a bullshit offer. Move to the children’s department with the title I had before I left for London, including a twenty-percent decrease in salary and loss of my PTO—paid time off.” I turn his way, my voice growing louder. “What kind of bullshit offer is that?”Stephen’s arm comes up and around my shoulder. “It’s a suck-balls bullshit offer. It’s

More Chapters

Вам тоже понравятся

Explore and read good novels for free
Free access to a vast number of good novels on GoodNovel app. Download the books you like and read anywhere & anytime.
Read books for free on the app
SCAN CODE TO READ ON APP
DMCA.com Protection Status