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045 Built in lies
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2026-04-12 19:35:59
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Her Return, His Regret 169 His favorite meal
***~~Jenaya~~***I shoot him a sideways look. “What are you doing here?”His lips twitch and he straightens. “Have you forgotten so soon? We have a deal, Jenaya.”“That doesn't include showing up at my house uninvited,” I quip back.His eyes stays locked on mine, and then he starts inching closer.We're a breath apart now, and I didn't even try to push him off.He leans in, his mouth to my ear. “Who knows, Naya. I might just be horny.”My breath hitched.Eyes wide like saucers.He pulls away a bit, eyes on me. And maybe he sees the tension eating at me.He steps back and smirks. “You left your heel at my house. And you have what's mine you pretty thief.”Oh right.His flip flops.I shrug. “I didn't steal it. I only borrowed it,”He smiles. “Is that right?” he murmurs, stepping closer.“Of course. I wouldn't leave all the diamonds in your room for a mere flip flops.”His smile spreads and then he extends a bag I hadn't seen earlier.I take it. “Thank you,” I say pointing. “Come in fo
Her Return, His Regret 168 Breathing between regret
***~~Jenaya~~***It's been days and I've immersed myself back to work, hoping to get the other night out of my head.But no.I keep thinking about it.Every touch. Every thrust. His kisses.And I hate that despite my restraint, I still want him again.Today. Tomorrow. And maybe for the next six months.He pried me open to a sizzling orbit that sank deep into me and now I don't want to let go.“Auntie Naya,” Liam's voice breaks into my wild thoughts.He blinks when I turn to face him. “What's wrong Auntie Naya?” he asks with a tilt of his head.I smile. “Nothing. I was just…thinking,”“You look sad,” he observes.I touch my cheeks dramatically. “Sad? No. It's just work,” I try to coax him. “Do you need help with anything?”He shakes his head. “No. Are you leaving?” His gaze drops to my already packed bag.“Yes, work's over.”“I'll miss you,” he says with a pout.My smile spreads and I crunch to his level, squishing his cheeks. “I'll miss you more my boy.”He gives me a sad look but
Her Return, His Regret 167 Life is fickle
***~~Meghan~~***He strides fast and no matter how hard I try to catch up, I couldn't.And not on a pointy heels.The longer I walked, the more the fire in my chest blooms.“Mr. Steele,” I call but he doesn't slow down.My jaw locks.Fingers fisting on the card.Iris stands as she sees him coming, her eyes darting between us.Probably wondering what the hell is going on.He doesn't acknowledge her, just walk straight to his office, pull the door.I run to catch up, slipping in before he'd close it.He turns to face me. “I don't remember asking you over Miss Smith.”My chest rises and falls. “You didn't. But don't you think you owe me an explanation?” He stares at me and I could've sworn I saw his lips twitch. “What explanation?”I grit my teeth. “You called my idea trash and yet you presented it to the board,”“Steele’s group is mine. What I do shouldn't be any of your business,”Bullshit. I yell inwardly.This man ticks me off so bad.“That was my idea. It's my business. You didn'
Her Return, His Regret 165 Triggered
***~~Meghan~~***I stirred.Feeling my back ache.My eyes hurts.The room is bright as Sunlight filters through the window.I sit up fully, blinking awake.Folders are open on the table. My laptop too. I had slept off while working.I reach for my phone and it's 7AM.Shit. Shit. Shit.This folder needs to get to Hunter's desk on or before 8AM.I rise to my feet, slam my laptop shut and stride downstairs to check on Janet.But the couch is empty.She had insisted on staying there and now it only makes sense because she wants to sneak out.I run my temples and dial her number.It rings out but no response.After two more trials, I gave up.I wasn't bluffing when I said my mother was a real pick me.I whirl and start up the stairs hastily, taking it two at a time.I take my bath fast and run out of the bathroom with a towel clinging to my skin, heart hammering as I check the time on my phone.7:20AM.Fuck.The drive to Steele’s group is about half and hour.An about 3 minutes walk into
Her Return, His Regret 164 A pick me
***~~Meghan~~***My alarm beeps and I reach blindly for it, silencing the damn device.I glance at the nightstand clock.It's 2AM.Two nights with little or no sleep.My head is pounding. My eyes heavy.I groan and throw an arm over my eyes.I hate living like this. Hate when work gets in the way of my sleep.But this is important— proving to that jerk that I'm great in what I do matters most to me.There's a knock at the door.I squint, rolling over.Who the hell knocks at someone else door at 2AM?I wasn't going to get the door, not until my phone beeps on the nightstand. The screen blinks with an incoming call:I reach for it.Mom.My heart skips.Knowing my mom, I feared what this call is about.I slide the green icon and take the call.“Mom.”She sniffles. A soft hiccup follows.“I'm at your door,”I get out of bed in an instant and dart toward the door.My heart thuds, my steps brisk.I peep through the peephole and sure enough, my mother is leaning against my door, shaking.I
Her Return, His Regret 163 The one I want
***~~Knox~~***I don't sleep heavy. I notice every little thing around me before it gets loud.But today, I'm not quick to show it.Maybe I wasn't even trying to lie down there pretending that I'm asleep, till I feel her waving her hand across my face.She clearly wants me asleep, so I did.I watch as she toss the sheets aside and got up, beautifully naked.Her hair is a mess, latching across her face, strands plastered against her cheeks, neck, and forehead, making her look wild, and even more breathtaking, if that's possible.She walks across the room, searching it seems.Her round butts sways as her eyes rakes the room.Then she bends over to pick her dress that I had carefully folded and left on the chair.I gulp, feeling myself getting hard.I can't help but stare at her, taking in the aftermath of our tryst.She's glowing— beautiful and the boner in my pants grows bigger.Fuck.She's pacing now, and I know what she's looking for.I placed it in my shoe cabinet…except I can't te
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