All Chapters of Beyond Rejection.: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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Tug of War

Levi And somehow, I find myself kissing her.The moment our lips part, my chest feels impossibly tight, and yet there’s a strange lightness, a pull I can’t resist. I stay close, letting my forehead rest against hers, tasting the faint sweetness lingering on her mouth. Her hands remain at her sides, trembling slightly, and I can feel her pulse racing.“You—” she starts, her voice catching in her throat, then she stops.“Shh,” I murmur, letting my lips brush her temple. “We don’t need words right now.”She finally exhales, leaning just enough that her warmth presses against mine, and I feel every subtle shift, every tremor of her body igniting something feral in me. But I force myself to pull back slowly, letting a breathless tension hang in the room.“Movie?” I suggest, lowering my voice, trying to sound casual even as my pulse races. “Something light.

Test

Levi The movie flickers quietly on the screen, but neither of us pays it any real attention. The couch feels impossibly small with her so close beside me. Each subtle movement she makes under the blanket—the slight shift of her knee, the way her arm brushes against mine—is like fire against my skin. I want to reach, to trace, to feel every inch of her without permission, but I restrain myself… at least for now.“Purrey,” I murmur, my voice low, almost lost under the hum of the TV.Her body stiffens immediately. “Crosswalk,” she replies, her tone sharp and deliberate, “don’t even think about it.”I let my fingers hover just above the blanket, brushing lightly along her thigh—not pressing, not yet—but close enough to make her tense. She stiffens, muscles coiling, and my pulse spikes.“I’m not going to do anything,” I say softly, though it isn&rsqu

Living Tension

Anastasia The movie plays on the screen, but I barely notice it. Every movement he makes, every subtle shift under the blanket, sets my nerves on edge. I try to focus on the film, but I can feel him there, so close. Too close. My body stiffens at every brush of his hand, every scrape of his fingers near mine.“Crosswalk,” I murmur, voice deliberate, keeping my tone sharp to remind myself I’m in control.He freezes. I can feel his eyes on me, tracing, calculating.“Purrey,” he says, his voice low, almost teasing.I press my lips together and stiffen further. “Don’t even think about it,” I reply.His fingers hover just above the blanket, brushing lightly near my thigh. I clamp my knees together instinctively and pull back slightly. He smirks, leaning just a fraction closer, but doesn’t cross the line. My pulse hammers in my chest. I hate that I can feel him this much.&

The Envelope

Levi I feel the weight of the envelope in my hand like a hammer. My chest tightens, heart hammering as I glance at Purrey curled up on the couch, wrapped in her blanket. She looks small, fragile, and I ache to reach for her, to reassure her. But I can’t. Not now. Not with Athelia standing there, calm and deliberate, waiting for me to respond.“Purrey,” I murmur, low, almost pleading, my voice rough. “Go to your room. Please. Just—give me a minute.”She stares at me, eyes wide, chest rising and falling quickly, before slowly rising from the blanket and slipping away. I hear her door click softly behind her. My heart sinks a little more.I turn my attention back to Athelia. “What is this?” I ask, though I already know.“It’s from your father,” she says evenly, hands clasping the envelope at her side. “He wants this delivered personally, but… I suppose I can l

A Scare

Levi I wake to a sharp, sterile smell that makes my stomach twist. Antiseptic. My eyes blink against the harsh overhead light, heavy and aching, adjusting to the white walls of a hospital room I didn’t intend to wake up in. I lie still, taking in the quiet hum of machines and the faint scrape of rubber soles against linoleum.The events of the previous night come rushing in without warning, causing me to stiffen.I had been bleeding. My hands instinctively move to my stomach. The agonizing pain I had felt is gone - I just fell numb.Greta sits nearby, calm and efficient as ever, a gentle presence amid my churning thoughts. Noticing my gesture, Greta smiles brightly.“Your baby's alright. It was just a scare… which is a reminder that you have to stop stressing yourself.”I heave a sigh of relief at the news. Up until this moment, I never knew how much I had been looking forward to meeting the life I carr

Miles Away

Levi I pull into the driveway, the tires crunching over gravel, and my chest feels heavier than usual. The house is quiet, almost too quiet, and I know exactly why. Ana. I know she’s in her room, pretending to sleep as she always does when she’s upset with me. I tell myself that I shouldn’t disturb her, that I’ll let her rest, but the guilt gnaws at me like a persistent shadow I can’t shake. I didn’t even hold her hand when she woke up this morning, didn’t stay by her side as she tried to collect herself after the scare. I should have been there, but I wasn’t.I step inside, shedding my coat, and move silently toward her room. The door is closed, but I pause, listening. Nothing. Nothing except the soft rise and fall of her chest against the sheets. She’s pretending. She’s always pretending.I lean against the frame for a long moment before I push the door open. Her eyelids flutter ever so

Wrapped In Steam

Anastasia I glide through the water, letting it cool my skin, my muscles still taut from the hospital scare. I’m trying to focus on the rhythm of my strokes, the sound of splashing breaking the morning silence, but then I sense him. Levi. Crosswalk. Always watching. I try to ignore the heat creeping up my neck, the way my pulse jumps every time his gaze lands on me.Before I can blink, he’s in the water beside me, moving with deliberate slowness, cutting off any path I might take. My instinct tells me to swim away, but I don’t. I can’t. He’s too close, and honestly… I don’t want to.“Purrey,” he murmurs, voice low, teasing. His hand brushes my arm, nothing overt, yet everything is.I stiffen, trying to maintain some semblance of control, but his eyes are locked on mine, challenging me in a way I can’t resist. He closes the gap between us, pressing me against the corner of the pool.

Magnets Attract and Repel

Levi The door clicks behind her, soft, deliberate, and I know she’s trying to be quiet, trying not to announce herself. But I can smell her before I even turn, the scent of her robe mingling with the faint trace of the pool water still clinging to her skin. My pulse hammers in my chest. She shouldn’t be here, not now—but the second I see her standing there, robe loosely tied, I forget every rule I’ve ever tried to live by.Steam from the shower curls around me, rising off my shoulders, clinging to my damp hair and the slick sheen of water on my skin. My towel is tied low, riding just over my hips, and I catch her gaze immediately—sharp, guarded, and betraying far too much for her own good. She stiffens as I notice her stare, hands gripping her robe tighter, yet there’s no retreat. Not yet.“Crosswalk…” she breathes, almost a warning, almost a plea, but her voice crack

Ignited Fire

Levi Her robe is loose, slipping at the shoulder, and I can’t stop staring. Every curve teased by the dim light, every glimmer of skin beneath the fabric—it’s impossible not to memorize. My fingers tighten slightly on her waist as she shivers under my touch. That shiver, that tiny gasp, it’s enough to make my blood roar.“Purrey…” I murmur, low, rough, letting the sound vibrate against her ear. She stiffens immediately, pressing one hand against my chest as if to push me back, but her body betrays her. Every inch of her presses forward, the heat radiating from her sending a fire straight through me.I lean in, slow, torturing, letting my lips hover just above hers. She swallows sharply, and I can feel the quick hitch in her breath. My hands roam a little lower, brushing the small of her back, letting my fingers ghost beneath the damp fabric. Her eyes flutter shut, lips parting slightly. She smells like the

Shiver

Levi Her body trembles under mine, every inch of her soft skin reacting to my hands, my mouth, my presence. I can feel the tiny shivers, the shallow breaths, the way her hands grip my shoulders as if to push me away, yet she doesn’t move. She’s resisting, and I love the way that tension drives me crazy. Every stiffening muscle, every tiny gasp—it’s like fire in my veins.I press my forehead to hers, letting my lips brush hers softly. She parts her lips, almost involuntarily, and I taste her, slow, deliberate, memorizing every curve, every sigh. Her robe has fallen almost completely, clinging to nothing but the damp skin of her shoulders and thighs, leaving me no choice but to trace the soft planes of her body with my hands. I can feel her pulse, rapid and wild, beneath my fingertips.“Crosswalk…” she whispers, trembling, her voice a mixture of warning and want. The sound rips through me, making my groan es

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