Nicola Taylor I grunted silently, praying for the almighty to end my suffering as the students' loud chattering echoed in my throbbing head. What was I thinking getting drunk on a work night? The hangover was so bad it felt like someone was hammering a nail into my brain. “Oh, hello, I thought thi
Oh, great, just what I needed. A flirty billionaire and a hangover. What could possibly go wrong? After hanging up the phone, I took a deep breath and made my way to the school entrance to pick up Arabella. She was waiting patiently, her backpack slung over her shoulder, and her eyes lit up when sh
My hands rested on his big, muscular biceps as I felt his hands groping my ass without warning, pulling me into him. He bit down on my neck, making me whimper as his pleasurable assaults continued, his hands shamelessly exploring my body. “Cole…” I whispered, my voice barely audible over the sound
Nicola Taylor I snuggled into my bed, pressing the pillow against my ears to drown out the incessant ringing of the alarm. I was exhausted, mentally and physically drained from constantly thinking about Cole and the confusing mix of emotions our recent encounters had stirred up. How did I go from h
Nicola Taylor I hummed softly as the hot water cascaded over my tired muscles, the steam enveloping me in a soothing embrace. The sweet scent of my strawberry body wash filled the air as I lathered it onto my skin, followed by the familiar fragrance of my strawberry shampoo. Yes, I was obsessed w
“Face it, you only want to marry me because you love your daughter and you don’t find me objectionable.” I remind him as he tries to defend himself unsuccessfully. “I know what you mean but—” “Do you remember Harvey?” I interrupted, watching his puzzled look. “Harvey Anderson? My high school frie
Nicola Taylor The whole week when I went to work, I was immensely grateful to my students for providing a welcome distraction from thoughts of Finn and his new fiancée. My good mood was further maintained by how incredibly well-behaved the kids were this week. As the final bell rang, Steph rushed
“I’m not free,” I state firmly, but Steph waves me off. “No, she’s kidding. She’s free. She’s just going to go home, watch television, and then maybe prepare for tomorrow.” She betrays me in a heartbeat as she happily tells the man I don’t want to marry my very boring schedule. I sigh inwardly,
His eyes flashed with something—pain, anger, maybe regret—but he didn’t back down. Instead, in a fluid motion, he closed the space between us, and suddenly, he was standing so close I could feel the heat radiating off of him. His presence was overwhelming, and my breath hitched.“You think this is e
Nicola TaylorI sank deeper into the tub, the lukewarm water lapping at my shoulders as I cradled a half-empty glass of wine in my hand. The faint scent of lavender from the bath salts mixed with the sting of frustration bubbling inside me. Two hours I’d been sitting here, trying to soak away the we
“That’s alright. She’s probably just going through a phase,” Cole murmured, his hand sliding onto my thigh under the table. It was a casual touch, invisible to everyone else in the room, but it sent a jolt through me.I stiffened, my gaze snapping to him. His lips curved into the faintest smirk, as
Nicola Taylor“Mumma, I’m hurt.”I glanced down to see my five-year-old son, Aaron, clinging to my leg with a pouty face as I worked on taming Arabella’s unruly hair.“Baby, you’re not hurt. Let me finish fixing her hair, and then I’ll get you a snack,” I said, bending down to kiss his head before t
The sensation was overwhelming, a mix of pleasure and pain that had my toes curling. He didn’t move at first, letting me adjust to his size, but the heat in the room was stifling, his dominance palpable.When he finally pulled back, the slow, deliberate movement sent a jolt of pleasure through my co
Nicola TaylorThe clock struck midnight, and the house was eerily silent except for the faint hum of the refrigerator in the kitchen. I was curled up in bed, staring at the glowing screen of my phone, waiting for a message—any sign from Cole. He still wasn’t home, likely buried in his office, consum
Five Years LaterNicola Taylor"Relax, Nicola. This is normal. You need to calm down," Isabella said, casually munching on fries in front of us. Her relaxed demeanour did little to soothe the growing unease in my chest. I pushed my plate aside, unable to muster an appetite."I just thought Cole and
"Are you excited for Aaron's party?” I asked, brushing through her locks as she watched me through the mirror.She nodded, swinging her legs happily. “Yes! But I have to take care of everyone. Because Aaron’s just a baby, and I’m the big sister,” she said, very seriously.An hour later, we were fina
Nicola Taylor“No, no, Cole, let go of me now!” I groaned, half-heartedly trying to wriggle out from under him. His weight was pressed against me, his warm, muscled arms keeping me pinned to the bed. Despite my protests, I couldn't stop a smile from sneaking onto my face.“Baby, sleep. It’s fine,” h