Chapter 8: The Eggplant

Claire's POV

'Damn, Claire, you are weak.'

The sudden cessation of Ryker's kisses left me taken aback, and as I gazed upon his face, I noticed a perplexed expression. The enigmatic nature of his thoughts and emotions left me with no choice but to release my grip and close my eyes. Little did I know that Ryker's departure was imminent.

Resting my forearm on my head, I let out a deep sigh. I pressed my teeth into my lower lip. Alas, have I committed a mistake? Is it not sufficient? Perhaps, he harbors no emotions towards me, not even a hint of infatuation or reverence. With a pout, I lowered myself onto the soft mattress.

"Oh!" I cradled my head in my hands. "It hurts!" I collided with the pillow upon which I reclined. The annoyance factor cannot be denied. Annoyance coursed through my veins.

I don't understand. Am I being too modest? I ought to have exerted myself further to entice him. Flirting with him could have led to his disinterest. The feeling of disdain overwhelms me. Tonight i