Chapter Fifty-One

Ambrose I hesitate initially, remaining still and watching her. Why won’t my feet obey? Sierra is the reason I arrived here, and she's beckoning me in. Why do I hold back? Sierra furrows her brow, curious about my hesitation. She walks up to me and stops, extending her hand. “Are you coming inside? You travelled all this way, Ambrose, but I understand if you decide to leave and have regrets about your choice." My eyes flicker between her face and hand. I could consider walking away, forgetting I ever came here or her, but I realize that won’t help. I have missed her since she left, so I have no reason to leave again. It wouldn’t make any sense. No more doubts. I nod and accept her offered hand. Sierra smiles and guides me to her door. She lets us inside and up to her apartment. Neither of us speaks as we enter. It is a pretty small place, cute, though; there doesn’t seem to be a personal touch to it like her old apartment back home before I moved her in with me, which tells me she

Chapter Fifty-Two

SierraWe communicate without words, removing all barriers. Our clothes fall into a pile behind us. I kiss him again, my hands sliding down his chest. I pause at his excitement and gently stroke him. Ambrose groans, and his cock pulses under my touch. I know I shouldn’t be doing this, but I don’t care—nothing else matters but him. All I want is him; everything else fades away. “Sierra, are you certain about this?” He exhales, pulling away from my lips. “Yes,” I reply, brushing my thumb over the tip, and he hisses.Ambrose dips his head down and kisses over my breasts. His warm tongue circles my left nipple before he gently tugs it between his teeth. A shudder courses through me, and it hardens against his lips. God, I have missed his hands and lips all over me. I entangle my fingers in his hair, crying out as the pleasure overtakes me. He moves to the other one, doing the same. Between my thighs, I'm not only throbbing, but soaking too.He pulls back, and our eyes lock. His hand mov

Chapter Fifty-Three

AmbroseSierra and I have spent the last few hours making up for the time we lost, or the time we lost even before she left, because of all of our fighting. We eventually made it to her bedroom for the last couple of rounds. I glance down at her as she lies next to me. Both still naked. She is sound asleep. I tired her out. I stroke the hair from her face, making sure not to wake her as I do. Carefully, I remove my arm from around her and climb out of the bed. I need to update my team on what's going on. It will be morning back home.I put on my boxers, grab my cell, then head out of the bedroom to the kitchen for water before calling Wade. It rings only a couple of times before he answers. “Hello, boss. Is everything okay? It is after midnight there.”“Hello. Yes, everything is fine. I wanted to check in and update you. I am with Sierra. How are things there?”“I'm glad you found her. Is she returning home? Everything is fine here for now. We have it under control.”“She says she is

Chapter Fifty-Four

SierraI wake feeling refreshed and content. Last night was my best sleep in a long while, probably because Ambrose was beside me. I glance at him, still peacefully asleep, and watch him for a moment with a smile. He appears calm, and I enjoy having him here, even though I don’t know how long he’ll stay or what the future holds for us. I’ll worry about that when the time comes, trusting that everything will unfold as it’s meant to. I gently slip out of his arms and climb out of bed, not wanting to wake him. It's only eight, and I need to use the bathroom and start breakfast. We could go out, but I’d rather keep him to myself a little longer. I grab his tee, pulling it over my bare body, and take one last look at him before leaving the bedroom. I head to the bathroom to do my business, then go to the kitchen to prepare a simple omelette with toast. I beat the eggs, mixing in feta cheese, peppers, and a touch of seasoning before pouring them into the pan. Meanwhile, I prepare a new po

Chapter Fifty-Five

AmbroseIt has been a great day, exploring, eating good food and taking plenty of photos. It really is beautiful here. It’s been nice not to worry about anything. We are on our way to my hotel to pick up some things before returning to her apartment, where I will be spending the night. I didn’t suggest it, not wanting to seem needy, but Sierra did, and of course I said yes. I wouldn’t refuse another night with her.“Thank you for today,” I say with a smile as we head into the hotel.“You are welcome. I really enjoyed myself," she gushes, then reaches up and pecks my lips. I gently rest my hand on the small of her back as I guide us toward my room. “Make yourself comfortable. I won’t be long.” Sierra nods and sits on the bed as I pack a few essentials into a bag. I didn’t bring much, since my original plan was just to come, pick up Sierra, and go back home. But now that plan has changed, I’ll need to buy more things later. For now, I have enough for a couple of days, so I can focus o

Chapter Fifty-Six

SierraIt takes a while, but I finally stop crying. I didn’t expect talking to my dad would hurt and upset me as much as it did. Yes, I was angry with him, but if I had realised how upset it would make me, I wouldn’t have spoken to him. Ambrose has been right beside me, holding me the whole time. I am still getting used to his caring, softer side. It is a nice change. I raise my head to look up at him. He reaches over and wipes the dampness from my cheeks. “Are you okay?”“I think I’m okay. Can we stay here tonight? I don’t have the energy or motivation to move.”I feel emotionally drained after my breakdown.“Yes, of course. How about I draw us a bubble bath and order wine and ice cream from room service?”I nod. “That sounds nice.”Ambrose gently kisses me. “You’ll be okay. I promise.”“Aren’t I always?”“You are. You are stronger than you know.”Ambrose kisses the top of my head, then climbs out of bed and heads to the bathroom to start our bath. I slowly sit up, run my fingers th