DAVE'S POV I pulled my car to a halt outside a cozy house on the outskirts of the City. Heaving a sigh, I glanced over at the building, contemplating my thoughts as my fingers lingered on the key in the keyhole. It had been ages since I saw her. I knew she'd probably be very surprised that I had come to visit her after cutting her off a long time ago. Not like I cut her off, cut her off. I just distanced myself from her since I was already involved with Kristine and she didn't like Kristine. I knew she liked me. She always has. However, I didn't feel the same way. I only saw her as a friend, but she didn't see me that way. She always wanted us to be more than friends. And unfortunately, I hadn't honored her wish.I was talking about Sabrina Hart, my childhood friend and the woman that harbored resentment towards Kristine since the day I chose Kristine over her. It wasn't literally, but Sabrina had written me off the day I told her Kristine had finally agreed to become my girlfrie
DAVE'S POVMy car sped off the road, my anger fueling my strength as I matched on the gas pedal. My jaws were clenched tightly. I was seething. My eyes probably blazed with fireballs. I couldn't push past it. I couldn't. My mind wouldn't stop replaying the scene from earlier. All I could see was her. Her face. The flushed red embarrassment I had witnessed earlier. It hurt. It burned through my soul, knowing he was behind it.I felt so upset. So angry. I wanted to destroy something. To destroy him. How could Kristine? The pain of her betrayal, stung. I felt like shit, and trust me the hurt from losing the dealership wasn't even close to how I was feeling right now. I felt broken. Downtrodden. And humiliated. I don't know, are my feelings valid? Did I have the right to be upset about what happened when I was the one who initiated the breakup? I knew what I did, but fuck. It wasn't even up to twenty-four hours yet. I thought I could still fix it. I came back to my senses in time. I thou
SEBASTIAN'S POV I watched the color drain out of Kristine's face the moment I said those words to her—the L word.She shuddered, a gulp walking down her throat as she muttered. "What?"I couldn't quite comprehend her astonishment—was she surprised that I loved her or the way I had said it to her out of the blue? I resolved it had to be the latter. Maybe I was rushing things, maybe this was all too soon, but I didn't give two craps anymore. I wanted her. And I wanted her to know that I was determined to pursue her affection.I knew I fucked up in the past. A lot of people probably hate me for it. The way I had treated her. Humiliated her in my company back then. Right, y'all's resentment is valid cause I hated myself too. Each time I recalled what I did because of Lydia, I felt my skin crawl with self-loathing. I realized Kristine didn't deserve to be with someone like me. I had not only betrayed her, but also abused her. I pushed her to her limits even when she didn't give up on me.
"Seb..." I called in a breathy voice, trying to calm my racing heart.He was still looking up to me. Still on his knees, eagerly awaiting my response. His expression looked fragile, and his eyes were filled with optimism.However, I shook my head subtly and told him. "I can't give you what you're asking of me. A second chance," I emphasized. "It's too soon. It's too abrupt. I can't. I need to figure shit out. However, I do accept your apology, and if cutting your hand off, your hand will make you feel better, then do it. But don't say you're doing it because of or for me." I shrugged, swallowing with an intense gaze fixated on him. "I didn't ask you to do that."Sebastian implored. "Thanks, baby... But that's not enough," he said eagerly. "Please, just tell me you'll think about it. You'll think about us. I'm willing to do anything and everything.""I know, Seb...""Please, baby... Just say you're going to think about it. Please don't give up on me yet. I promise to work my way into e
My eyes shutting loosely, my heartbeat quickened, and my skin broke out in goosebumps as I lost myself in his presence, his warm breath fanning the crook of my neck. His hand caressed my front side while he inhaled the fragrance on my neck, only heightening the way my heart rate thumped with nervousness.I swallowed, my insides fluttering with delight at his warmth. But then, I opened my eyes."What are you doing, Sebastian?" I finally snapped back to my senses, my tone calm yet withdrawing as I continued cooking, stirring the contents in the pan to prevent them from burning.I felt him straighten his stance behind me, feeling his gaze pierce my cooking as he remained quiet for a moment. I wondered why he went mute all of a sudden. I wanted to turn and assess his demeanor but I resisted the urge to do so. I didn't want him to see I cared about him, even though I was itching to know what was wrong.But just then... When I least expected it, I felt his warm fingers brushing the hair f
Mia's interruption prompted me to snap back to my senses, compelling me to back away from Sebastian instinctively. He didn't want to let go of me at first but he had to since Mia was already calling out to us."Is that really you, Daddy?" The excitement in Mia's voice was palpable. Of course, she was both surprised and thrilled to find Sebastian in our house that morning, even if it felt unusual."Angel," Sebastian called, his voice softening as he redirected his gaze to our little girl who was now scampering towards him.It was funny how Mia totally ignored greeting me first and just went over to him straight like I didn't exist in the room. Sometimes, I wondered if she even loved me at all. Nonetheless, I held my peace."Daddy!" I was pulled out of my trance as I witnessed their interaction. Mia's tiny arms were all over Sebastian, who had now carried her to his chest.His hand cradled Mia's head as she hugged him warmly. In that moment, Sebastian chose to tease me by making a mocki