All Chapters of Love Bet: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Lines That Blur

Sophia’s POVTouch can be dangerous.Not the kind that’s expected, not the casual handshakes or obligatory cheek kisses at business events.But the kind that sneaks up on you.The kind that lingers a second too long.The kind that makes you forget where you are, who you are, and what lines you swore you’d never cross.Travis Cole had mastered that kind of touch.And I was starting to think he knew it.It started with the smallest things.A brush of fingers when he handed me my coffee.The way his hand rested on the small of my back when he passed behind me in the kitchen.The way his knee pressed against mine when we sat too close on the couch, neither of us moving away.It was nothing.And yet, it was everything.Because I noticed.I noticed the heat of his skin when he stood just a little too close.I noticed the way his gaze dropped to my lips when I said something that amused him.I noticed how, when I turned my head too fast, our faces were always just a little too near.And I no

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Something I Can’t Name

Travis’s POVI’ve had my fair share of obsessions.The thrill of the chase, the high of getting exactly what I wanted—business deals, challenges, women who swore I’d never have them.It was always the same.A game. A hunt.But this?This wasn’t that.Because what I felt when I looked at Sophia Moreau wasn’t just desire.It wasn’t just the need to win.It was something deeper. Something unnerving.Something I didn’t have a name for.And fuck if that didn’t scare me more than anything else ever had.It started as nothing.A touch here. A glance there.But I felt it.Every time.Every single time her fingers brushed mine, even if it was unintentional.Every time she moved past me in the kitchen, her body close enough that I caught the scent of her perfume—something sharp and elegant, laced with something softer, something hers.Every time she tilted her head just slightly when she was pretending to be unimpressed by me, exposing the delicate line of her neck.I noticed.And I fucking fel

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A Different Kind of Chaos

Sophia’s POVI had spent years thriving in chaos.Days packed with meetings, back-to-back negotiations, phone calls that never seemed to end.I liked the chaos. Needed it.It was my armor, my distraction, my proof that I was indispensable.But today?Today, there was nothing.And I didn’t know what the hell to do with myself.The moment I stepped into my office, I knew something was off.Not because anything looked different—everything was still perfectly in place, my desk spotless, my chair angled just so.But because the usual flood of emails, reports, and urgent requests that should have been waiting for me… weren’t.I frowned, tapping my screen.Nothing.I checked my schedule.Two minor meetings. That was it.I narrowed my eyes, hitting the intercom button. "Leah."Her voice crackled through the speaker, far too chipper. "Good morning, boss."I leaned back in my chair. "What the hell is going on?"A pause. Then— "Whatever do you mean?"I exhaled sharply. "Where’s my workload?""Oh

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Something’s Changed

Travis’s POVI had never been the type to wait for something.Patience wasn’t my strong suit. If I wanted something, I took it. If a deal was on the table, I closed it.I didn’t anticipate. I didn’t sit around thinking about what could be.And yet—I had caught myself checking the time at least five times in the last hour.And it was only fucking Tuesday."Alright," Lucas said, waving his beer bottle at me. "What the hell is going on with you?"I leaned back against the bar, smirking. "Not following."Adam chuckled, shaking his head. "Oh, bullshit. You’ve been distracted since you got here."Lucas nodded, sipping his drink. "Which is weird. Because last I checked, Travis Cole doesn’t get distracted."I exhaled slowly, taking a sip of my whiskey. "You’re imagining things."Lucas arched a brow. "Am I?"Adam leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table. "So. Sophia Moreau."My jaw tightened—just slightly.And they fucking caught it.Lucas grinned. "Oh, that’s interesting."I rolled my

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The Days Between Us

Sophia’s POVTime moves differently when you’re waiting for something.It stretches, lingers in the spaces between moments, taunting you with the knowledge that no matter how much you try to distract yourself—You’re still counting the days.And I hated that I was counting.Because I shouldn’t have been.Not for him.Not for a single, ridiculous, completely unnecessary date.But no matter how much I tried to ignore it, no matter how much I tried to drown myself in work, in routine, in anything that could keep my mind occupied—I still felt it.The anticipation.The waiting.And worst of all—The damn flowers.Tuesday.I walked into my office expecting the usual—reports, emails, an overbooked schedule that would keep me too busy to think.Instead, I found a bouquet of deep red roses sitting perfectly centered on my desk, a small envelope tucked between the stems.I frowned, reaching for the card.“Since I can’t send you an actual red flag, this will have to do. You’re welcome. –T”I sc

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The Wait That Shouldn’t Matter

Travis’s POVI’ve never been the type to wait for anything.I don’t do patience.I don’t sit around wondering what if? or let my thoughts spiral into places they have no business being.I take what I want. I make things happen.So why the fuck was I watching the goddamn clock?Why the fuck had this week felt like the longest one of my life?And more importantly—Why the fuck was I enjoying it?Tuesday, I made my first move.Not because I had to.But because I wanted to.The flowers weren’t about romance.Not in the way she might have thought.No.They were about her.The way she reacted.The way she tried so fucking hard to pretend she wasn’t intrigued.The way I could already see the way her lips would purse, the way she’d scoff, roll her eyes, probably call me something creative under her breath.And yet—She wouldn’t throw them out.She wouldn’t ignore them.She’d read the note.She’d think about me.And that was all I fucking needed.By Wednesday, I was restless.I had closed two

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The First Date That Wasn’t

Sophia’s POVI have never been the kind of woman to agonize over a date.Because, let’s be clear—I don’t do dates.I do business. I do power. I do control.But this?Standing in my closet, staring at an endless selection of designer dresses and somehow feeling like none of them were right?This was uncharted fucking territory.And I hated it.I exhaled, rubbing my temple.This was ridiculous.It was one night.One dinner.With Travis Cole, of all people.I should have just thrown on the first thing that fit and been done with it.And yet—Here I was.Frowning.Debating.Hating every single choice I made.Because, for some reason, tonight mattered.And I didn’t like that.By the time the clock read 7:55, I was pacing.My reflection stared back at me in the full-length mirror, unhelpful and annoyingly unimpressed.A black dress. Simple. Elegant.Nothing too much, nothing that screamed effort.And yet, I still felt…Wrong.Like I wasn’t ready.Like something about tonight was bigger tha

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The One That’s Different

Travis’s POVI have never been the type to hesitate.Never second-guessed myself. Never questioned what I wanted.But tonight—Tonight, every single part of me was screaming to stop.To take her in.To memorize every single detail before she disappeared.Because if I blinked, if I even moved the wrong way—I was afraid this wouldn’t be real anymore.That she wouldn’t be here.That she wouldn’t be mine.She opened the door, and I swear to God—For the first time in my life, I forgot how to breathe.The dress was simple. Black. Elegant.Nothing extravagant. Nothing that screamed look at me.But fuck—She didn’t need anything loud to make me look.To make every inch of my body ache to touch her.It wasn’t just the dress.It was the way it fit. The way it curved around her waist, the way the slit at the side revealed just enough of her thigh to make my jaw tighten.The way her skin looked against the fabric, smooth and soft and fucking unreachable.My fingers twitched.I wanted to touch.

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The Point of No Return

Sophia’s POVI could still feel him.Hours later, long after I had stepped inside my apartment, after I had stripped out of my dress, after I had tried to settle into bed—I could still feel him.His scent, clinging to my skin.His fingers, brushing against my arm, my waist, my back—each touch lingering long after it was gone.His gaze, sharp and devouring, like he was memorizing me, like he was claiming me without even having to say a word.And fuck—I hated that I wanted more.From the moment he knocked on my door, everything had shifted.The way he looked at me—Like he had never wanted anything more in his goddamn life.Like he was holding himself back with every ounce of control he had.Like he was already mine, and neither of us had the guts to say it out loud.And then there was his scent.Sharp. Clean. Him.The kind of scent that sneaks into your head and refuses to leave.The kind that lingers on your clothes, your skin, your memory.The kind that makes you ache.And his touc

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The End of Pretending

Travis’s POVHer yes nearly fucking destroyed me.I wasn’t sure what I was expecting.Denial. Resistance. Some smart-ass remark that would give me just enough room to pull back, to convince myself that this wasn’t real.But she didn’t give me any of that.Instead, she looked at me with those sharp, dark eyes—lips swollen, breath uneven, body still pressed against mine—and gave me the only answer that could have unraveled me.And fuck—I was already coming apart.I didn’t move.Not because I didn’t want to.But because if I so much as twitched, I was going to kiss her again.And this time—I wouldn’t stop.Not at the door. Not in the hallway. Not until I had her exactly the way I had imagined too many times to count.Naked. Breathless. Mine.But I had just barely held myself together the first time.Another kiss?I wasn’t walking away from that.And I wasn’t sure she was ready for what would happen if I let go completely.So I stayed.Forehead against hers.Fingers still tangled in her

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