All Chapters of BURNING SECRETS: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

"Well, if I had known places like this were an option, I might have texted you I wanted to go to Barbados for our Saturday.""There's always next week."What he said should make me laugh, make me smile, but it only goes to remind me that our time together is getting shorter, not longer. That our time will come to an end.The car stops, and a few moments later, Carl gets out and opens the door on Law's side. Law gets out and extends his hand backinto the car. I take it, pretending my hand in his isn't taking my mind to very dangerous places."Thank you, Carl," he says as we begin walking."Of course, Mr. Kane."Lawson Kane. How the hell have I been meeting him for a month and am just now finding that out? Does it really even matter in the grand scheme of things?"I'm guessing this place doesn't have cabins," I joke as we walk through the large door to the hotel."I regret to inform you they do not."There's no doorman like I expect there to be. There's nothing at all except a set of do

He was right. This room is better than a room with a hot tub in it, because it has a damn pool at the other end of it, with a damn waterfall between the part of the pool that's inside, and the part that's outside, on a ledge. My mouth hangs open as I look to the left, where a bedroom with glass walls is, and to the right where there's a sauna, and of course, also a hot tub."Well, what are you waiting for?" he questions. "Go swim.""Are you coming in too?""I'd rather watch you in the water."I take the dress off. I take everything off, leaving it on the back of a chair, and then I'm walking down the stairs into the warm water of the pool. Holding my breath, I go completely under the water. It’s the only way any of this feels real, with my eyes looking up through the water at Law watching me from the pool ledge. I emerge and smile at Law as I push my hair back. He smiles back at me, now with his shirt unbuttoned and pants rolled up to mid-calf. He sits and puts his feet in the water a

"You actually came," I say, in both disbelief and amusement."I said I would." Law chuckles. "Reporting for duty to meet Ball Breaker and Ball Grinder."I throw my head back in laughter, not missing the soft look in his eyes as he watches me. He should not be looking at me like that. It's only making me fall harder, when I'm still trying not to fall at all. Yeah, we've both said we want more, but still a part of me whispers that he doesn't want what I want. I want more than three months, more than nights at hotels, more than even the few calls and texts we've exchanged in the days leading up to him being at my door now, picking me up to go meet Kamila and Laury. My heart wants the more he tells me he wants. But my mind is telling me that our mores are not the same. How can they be? He's feeding me dinners I didn't expect, and I'm over here falling in love with him over those dinners."You ready?" he asks."Yeah. Let me just get my purse."I turn to get it off of the coffee table, and

Then his eyes lock with mine, and they light up, along with his smile. My heart jumps in my chest, and I have to ball my hands into fists to contain all the emotions filling me. As Law places all the food on the tray beside the bed, Laury arches a brow at me, mouthingHe loves you.I quietly chuckle, rolling my eyes at her. It's a chuckle I need.Our shouting out who's getting what candy is interrupted by Law's phone ringing. He frowns when he looks at it before saying, "I'm sorry. My secretary is letting me know there's a problem I need to attend to.""No problem. Thank you for coming and meeting us," Kamila says. "I'm sure Sarah made it sound like we'd use medieval torture devices on you.""She only made me think I'd receive mild threats." He chuckles."And let's not forget the very real threat that was made," Laury adds."Not a chance of that. I like my legs the way they are. But you don't need to worry about having to break them anyway.""I'll walk you out of the ward," I tell him.

He smiles as he approaches me, but it falls when he gets closer."What's wrong?" he asks, hand extended toward me. "Did something happen to Kamila?"I back away from his hand, and his brows furrow. "Sarah? What's going on?"I don't have the words. I have no idea what to say. I have no idea how to speak around the lump in my throat."I came back because I realized you didn't have a ride home," he explains, trying to reach for me again.This time I slap his hand away as I spit. "Came back?"His eyes widen, head jerking back at the venom in my voice. Good."You never had to fucking leave. Being that this is where you fucking work, you lying piece of shit."Realization dawns on his face. And it hurts so fucking bad to see it. Because a part of me, however small, was still hoping that this was all a mistake. That he hadn't lied to me, deceived me. But the look on his face kills that part of me, leaving behind bitterness, anger, and heartbreak."Yeah, I fucking know.""I can explain.""Expl