บททั้งหมดของ Making out with a Stranger : บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Rei’s POVRei's POV “Damn it all to hell!” I roared, the words ripping through the air like thunder.Everything in my reach went flying—the chair, the lamp, even the damn picture frame that used to make me smile. Each crash echoed the mess inside my chest.Why the hell did it have to end up like this?Was I really that bad at loving her? That she’d just walk away after everything?“Damn it!” I slammed my fist against the wall, the sting running up my arm—but it didn’t compare to the ache tearing through my heart.It hurt. God, it hurt so bad I could hardly breathe. My chest felt like it was splitting open, and for a second, I almost let the tears fall. But no. Hell no. I was a man. Men didn’t cry.Still, the pain wouldn’t stop clawing at me.I’d given her everything I had. Every ounce of effort, every piece of my heart&

Rei’s POV“Where is she?” I asked Gin, practically taking the stairs two at a time. Damn it. I can’t believe that woman. Seducing me like that—teasing me until I was hard as a rock. And there I was again, getting embarrassed just because my dick decided to stand at full attention. Dammit.The moment I stepped out of the bathroom, she was gone. Tsk. Where did that woman run off to?And if anyone’s wondering what I did in the bathroom—come on, do I really have to say it? Haha. You already know. Better that than having to deal with it right in front of Gabby. Tsk. I swear, I actually felt embarrassed. Tsss… Why? Maybe because what I feel for her isn’t something small anymore. Maybe that’s why.“She went home,” Gin said casually as he took a sip of his coffee.She went home? Tsk. After everything she just did…I couldn’t help it—I smiled. I headed back to my room and collapsed onto my bed.I felt overwhelmed. So damn happy. I wasn’t rejected. She didn’t turn me down after all. God, thank

Gabby's POVI was still at the WildSide Bar, slumped in a corner after Kesha had stormed off. Was it wrong to just sit? No. Not at all. I needed to think.I stared at the bartender across from me, my mind racing. “One Bloody Mary,” I said, my voice sharper than intended.He blinked, startled. “But your friend—”“I’m paying. End of discussion,” I cut him off.He didn’t argue. He poured the drink, sliding it across the bar. Why a Bloody Mary? I had no idea. I downed it in one long swallow, feeling the burn.I needed clarity. I couldn’t let my temper dictate my thoughts. I had to make sense of it—the reasons, the possibilities, the whys.Why had he lied? Why Greece?Another glass. I reached for it, drank it down. Maybe… he didn’t want me anymore. The thought hit me like ice. No. It couldn’t be. He couldn’t just… not want me. Could he?Or maybe

I was still reeling from what Gabby had done—pulling me along like that. Part of me had already begun to settle from the fiery desire that had consumed me earlier. And I had Manang to thank for that. Without her interruption, I’m not sure I could have stopped myself—and who knows where things might have gone in that janitor’s room.I was trying to hold myself in check, but temptation… temptation has a way of finding you. And, damn it, she’d nearly undone me. I’d stopped myself, sure, but in that moment I was painfully aware of how close I’d come. Shouldn’t I have already lost control by now, given how long I’ve been celibate? Shouldn’t I have crossed the line when all my restraint was on the verge of cracking?It all started the moment I felt something for her—but I didn’t even know what it was at first. I was learning to respect her, unlike before, when I had acted on pure, unfiltered desire. A

I opened my eyes, and a soft smile immediately tugged at my lips.The man beside me was still asleep, his chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. I turned onto my side to face him, and for a moment, I just stared. He looked impossibly peaceful, his features relaxed and sweet. He looked kind. Safe. Irresistible. Hehe… I couldn’t stop myself from staring.Memories of last night came flooding back, and heat rushed to my cheeks. Every brush of his fingers, every lingering kiss—I could still feel them, as if they had left traces on my skin. My heart fluttered and my stomach twisted in the best kind of way.Especially when…He had told me he loved me.I nearly melted. Giddy, dizzy, completely thrilled. But… could it really be true? Could someone really love me like that? No teasing, no hidden joke? Part of me wanted to doubt, but deep down, a small voice whispered that every word he said was real.I sighed. Ga