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Suffocating Silence
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Rejected by One, Wanted by Another Dinner with the Matthews
The black sedan pulled up to the Quinn estate first. Adrian didn’t leave the car; he waited while Lucy hurried inside to change. She chose a modest, cream-colored silk dress that reached her knees, something she knew his mother, Victoria, would approve of. It was modest. When she stepped back into the car, Adrian barely glanced at her. "Better," he muttered. "Looking like a scholarship student is fine for the library, but tonight you are a Matthews.""I’m still a Quinn, Adrian," she said softly, clutching her purse.He laughed coldly. "For now."Adrian sat in the back seat with Lucy, but he didn’t look at her again. He was busy scrolling through his phone, his thumb tapping the screen aggressively. Usually, Lucy would try to fill the silence with small talk, hoping to soften his mood. Tonight, she sat perfectly still, her back straight and her eyes fixed on the passing city lights. She wasn't playing her part, and she could feel him noticing it.“You’re quiet,” Adrian said, not look
Rejected by One, Wanted by Another Suffocating Silence
Lucy sat at a small wooden desk in the very last row of the history section, in the library. She was at a hidden corner that the overhead lights barely reached her. She kept her head down, her eyes tracing the same line of a textbook for twenty minutes without processing a single word. Every time the heavy front doors creaked open in the distance, her heart jumped. She was hiding, and she knew it.She heard the footsteps before she saw him. She didn't look up, but the air around her suddenly felt charged, a shadow stretched across her open book, and then the chair across from her was pulled back.Jonathan sat down and set a heavy stack of folders on the table and opened his laptop. The blue light of the screen hit his face, making the sharp angles of his jaw look like they were carved from stone. He looked tired, but his eyes were cold."We have three sections left to finish before the weekend," Jonathan said. His voice was flat, completely devoid of the warmth she had felt in his a
Rejected by One, Wanted by Another The Memory of Last Night
Lucy felt as though she had woken up from a dream … or perhaps a nightmare. The morning sun felt too bright for the chaos of last night. She had slipped out of Jonathan’s apartment at dawn, her skin was still humming with the memory of his touch. She was wearing her own dress now, it was dry, wrinkled, and smelling faintly of the detergent he used. Every step she took back to her dorm reminded her that she had betrayed her father’s trust last night. "Lucy! There you are!"She flinched at the sound of Zoe’s voice. Her friend was jogging toward her, looking fresh in a pleated tennis skirt with a latte in both hands."I was so worried! I tried calling you after the storm hit, but your phone was dead," Zoe said as she gave Lucy one of the latte cups. "Did Adrian ever make it to the library? I saw him later that night and he said he was headed your way."The lie was so smooth Lucy almost believed it. Almost."No," Lucy said. "He never showed. I... I found a place to stay dry.""Oh, tha
Rejected by One, Wanted by Another The Breaking Point
The atmosphere in the small apartment remained tense, despite the cool rain outside. Jonathan seemed to realize he had pushed too far. He saw the way her lip trembled, the way her eyes searched his for a lie she couldn't find. He sighed in frustration and ran a hand through his damp hair."I’m going to go make some coffee," he muttered, "You can take the bed. I'll stay on the couch until the rain stops."He turned to walk away, the muscles in his back tensing as he tried to put distance between them. He was giving her space; the very thing a "gentleman" was supposed to do.But Lucy didn't want space. For years, space was all she had known. Adrian had given her miles of space, cold and empty, until she felt like she was drifting away. "Jonathan, wait."Her voice was barely a whisper, but it stopped him in his tracks. He didn't turn around immediately. Lucy moved before she could talk herself out of it. Her bare feet were silent on the floor as she reached out and grabbed the hem of h
Rejected by One, Wanted by Another In His House
The ride ended in a narrow alleyway behind a row of old brick buildings. Jonathan put off the engine. "We’re here," he said, his voice raspy.Lucy came down with shaky legs, her knees nearly buckling. Jonathan caught her by the elbow, steadying her as he led her toward a heavy steel door. He fumbled with a set of keys, threw the door open, and ushered her inside.The apartment was small, smelling of old wood, coffee, and the faint, masculine scent of Jonathan’s cologne. It was a modest space, far different from the marble and polished houses Lucy was used to but it felt homely and safe. Jonathan flipped a switch, and the room light came on. He turned to her, and the words he was about to say died in his throat.The rain had been very heavy. Lucy’s light, floral summer dress was completely translucent, plastered to her skin like a second layer. The thin fabric left nothing to the imagination, tracing the soft curves of her waist and the swell of her breasts. Her hair was a dark, tan
Rejected by One, Wanted by Another The Ride
8The rain was no longer drizzling, it had become very heavy. Lucy stood at a corner close to the library. She felt like a fool, her floral dress had become wet and was clinging to her skin. Every minute that passed showed how much Adrian didn’t care about her. He had promised to pick her up, just to see if she would wait. “He’s not coming Lucy" Jonathan said."He... he might have had an emergency," Lucy stammered, her voice was trembling from the cold. She clutched her phone, the screen was dark, Adrian had still not responded. "The weather is bad. Maybe the car...""The car is fine. I saw him leave the lounge an hour ago smiling," Jonathan lied, or perhaps he just knew. He didn't care, he only cared about the girl shivering in the dark. He reached into the back compartment of his bike and pulled out a spare black helmet. "Get on. I'm taking you home.""I can’t," she whispered, looking at the sleek but dangerous machine. "I should wait. What if he shows up and I’m gone? It would loo
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