บททั้งหมดของ How We End II: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Chapter 31The lady at the reception almost didn't let me pass.Apart from the time I had come to pick Dean up the day we went to the art gallery, I had never really visited him here. Seeing as he was a special guest, his room number couldn't be disclosed due to confidentiality reasons. I had to go through our previous texts to find where Dean had lazily mentioned his room number. The lady tried ringing his room but he didn't accept the call. I was already agitated when I was trying to explain the situation to her and she still wouldn't hear me out until she recognised me as author Grace Anderson.Turns out she was a huge fan and an autograph on her copy was all it took the entire time for her to let me up.If my heart was pounding before, it was running a bloody marathon by the time I was going up the elevator. My worry still hadn't subsided by the time I had gotten to the 5th floor and was searching for his room number.When I eventually found it, I took in a deep breath before I k

Chapter 33My head was spinning.I needed everything to pause for a moment.So much had happened in the past 72 hours that I wasn't given enough time to process. It was crushing me.The drive back to my house was basically me trying to hold back tears. There was so much going on in my head that I feared it was going to explode. I had called Lydia and she sounded scared at how frantic I was. I could barely even form a proper sentence to explain what had happened, so she assured me that she'll be at my house soon and I should breathe.By the time I got home, I felt worse. I tried to simply take a minute to process and there was no thought that didn't hurt. From accepting the fact that I hadn't gotten over Dean to basically trying to end our friendship to Connor kissing me to witnessing Dean's panic attack.Dean's outburst tore me apart in more ways than I let on. I had always imagined the possibility of him feeling that way but actually hear him say them to me was another level of hu

Chapter 35Our lips moved in a more heated manner, everything we felt for each other heightening and melting into the intimacy we were sharing. We were both breathing harshly without bothering to come up for air.Lifting me up by my thighs, he led me to the dresser as my legs stayed wrapped around his body, my mouth never leaving his. He set me down on it, not caring about the things that had toppled to the ground in the process. I pulled his body back to mine, taking in his lips and loving the sound that escaped him when I did.We continued to ravish each other's lips fervently. Then he pulled his mouth from mine, trailing kissing down to my neck, nipping and sucking on the skin between hot opened mouthed kisses. Another soft moan escaped me and my head fell back as a result of how good he was making me feel.His lips trailed lower, getting to the swell of my breasts which was a bit covered by the shirt I had on. I wasted no time in reaching for the hems and pulling it above my head

Chapter 37"Mmm, it actually tastes pretty good." Dean said, after tasting the pistachio flavoured ice cream I made him buy."Told ya." I told him, hooking my hand on his arm again as we walked."So, was that the next stop?" He asked, smiling down to me."No," I snuggled my body closer to his, seeking warmth because the night was kind of colder than usual. "That was just a quick snack break because I realized that food wasn't actually the main idea in any of my date plans tonight."After we left the studio, Dean and I made a quick stop at a convenient store, because I figured he'd be hungry. We got ice cream and other random junk before we made our exit.The night was cold and peaceful, so I insisted we take a walk down the sidewalk, seeing as how our actual next stop was not so far away."Aww, aren't you sweet?" He cooed. "You know we could've just waited till after we got back to order takeout. I'm not that hungry.""Pfft," I scoffed, "who said I did it for you? I was the hungry one

Chapter 39It was Friday in no time.Dean and I were busy with work majority of the week. There was a time where he and his team had to pull an all-nighter, so I didn't see him at all that day. I understood, though. He was really working as hard as he could trying to secure this business deal and I was rooting for him heavily.I also had a lot of work to do at the office, seeing as Mr Hughes had given us a task of submitting the best five works from the recent submissions we've got. There were a lot of submissions and there were a lot of captivating stories, making it difficult to decide.Connor and I started speaking again. Not like we ever really stopped, according to him. He refrained from bringing the topic of Dean up whenever we spoke and I was grateful for that. I did tell him that we had gotten back together and if the news had hurt him, he definitely did a good job in showing no signs of it. He simply told me that he was happy for me.I guess he really meant it when he said th