All Chapters of One Night Stand with the Enemy: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Margot's POV The more I thought about the events of the last couple of weeks, the more lost I felt. Everything I knew fell into pieces. Things I always took for granted were no longer there. People I knew became strangers, and I doubted everything in my life. I was slipping into a state of depression. My phone rang, and I saw it was my mother. A small smile curled my lips upward. At least some things remained unchanged. " Hello, Mom," I picked up, trying to sound cheerful. There will still be time for a sob story. Now, I only wanted to hear her voice. My greeting met the dead silence. " Mom? Are you there? Is everything okay?" " I should be the one asking this." Samanta, my mother replied slowly. I curled inwardly. This tone always meant trouble, and now, I had enough on my plate. " What are you talking about?" My tone was calm, but inside, I was shaking. " You raise a child, hoping it will become a good person. You put a lot of effort into teaching it what is good

Margot's POV My heart was pounding as I watched Nathan’s shocked expression. I sat on the bed, observing him. " What?" He asked again as if unsure of what I had just said. " You have heard me," I replied, sitting straight. " I want you to make love to me." My head was spinning, partially because I had too many drinks and partially because of what I had just offered. For the last thirty minutes, I have been pretending to be asleep just to enjoy Nathan’s presence. It felt wrong, yet it felt so right at the same time, and it confused me. His warm embrace was so sweet and calming. My skin still burned where he touched me, but I only craved for more. " Why?" His question had taken me aback. " What you mean, why?" I asked carefully. " Why do you want to do it?" Nathan looked straight into my eyes. " Don't you want it?" He shook his head, and my heart sank. I read those signs wrong. I made a fool of myself. " I want it, but I want it for the right reason,"

Nathan's POV.I froze, stunned, as I watched Margot gather her things in panic. Her eyes were wide open, and her hands were trembling while she frantically picked pieces of her clothes. What had just happened? A moment ago, I had the best s*x of my life, and now the woman whom I secretly admired for years seemed scared, ashamed. I could not tell. In a different situation, I would find it funny, but now, I was far from laughing. Margot shot me a glance and shook her head as if she had some internal conversation that did not go well. " What are you doing?" I managed to ask, running my hand through my hair. I was still naked, but I couldn't care less. Not at the moment like this. Margot shuddered as if my voice were painful to listen to. She said nothing, returning to dressing up. "Say something, for God's sake," I said, standing up from my bed. I wrapped myself with a sheet and took a step closer, trying to put my hand on her arm. The one I had kissed not so long ago. She flinched u

Margot's POV For the next couple of days, I was experiencing an emotional rollercoaster. On one hand, I could not shake off the feeling of overwhelming shame. How could I stoop so low and let myself get carried away with simple lust? It was not like me; I have never acted this way. On the other hand, I could not forget Nathan's touch, his lips wandering on my skin and his soft kisses making my skin burn. No matter how many times I told myself what we did was wrong, those images kept popping in my head, giving me a headache. I was torn between the disgust for myself and the desire to run back into Nathan’s arms. This inner fight kept me exhausted and emotionally drained. On top of that, I could not stop thinking about Sam and whatever he had hidden in his sleeve. I knew him long enough to know he would not admit his defeat and leave me alone. This man was too stubborn to do it. Something I once admired could become a serious problem, especially since I was gone now, and all his

Nathan's POV " Uncle Nate," I had heard Brad's voice right before he crushed into me. " Wow, calm down, champ. You are going to break my bones," I laughed and crouched to hug my nephew properly. His face was beaming with joy. " Happy birthday." " I knew you would come," Brad squealed as I turned around and pulled the box I brought with me. " I wouldn't miss it. Here you go, I hope you will like it," I smiled, but then my eyes landed on Isa. She stood nearby, her arms crossed, her eyes glued to her son, who was now busy unwrapping his present. " You missed the party, though," Brad glanced at me. " It was epic. We had a DJ!" " A DJ? Now, I'm mad I missed it." Isa looked at me for the first time since I arrived. " Would you like something to drink?" She asked out of politeness, even if my presence here was the last thing she wanted. I opened my mouth to respond, but Brad's voice filled the room. " It is a robot! It is a freaking robot!" " Brad, language," Isa's voice hard