All Chapters of Trapped Between Two Alpha Captains: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

ELI . . Like I had been jammed into the floor, I stood there, unmoving. My heart hammered, but it didn’t fill my chest with flutters or warmth. Instead, it made an ache coil in my throat. John’s gaze turned heavy as they latched onto me expectantly. But I remained speechless, letting time tick. “I know I haven’t been the best.” His words came out. “But I’ve been reflecting, and now the moment feels right.” I remained standing, waiting for the right emotion to grip me. “They’re already processing the money, and I think it will be in my account in the next three days,” he continued. My eyes stayed on him, as I continued rummaging for an emotion—for an answer to why I was feeling numb now. My mind drifted back to high school when I sat and just admired him. Back to when he introduced me to his boyfriend, and I was left to envy and imagine how it felt to be the object of John’s love. John reached for my hand with his left hand and gently placed his right hand over mine. My ey

ELI..I had left Zane reading in the sitting room and came to the bedroom. I pressed my body against the backrest of the bed, whispering as I read.Zane entered the room, dropping his book on the small shelf screwed to the wall.“You’re still reading?” He headed to his side of the bed. “Thought you had slept.”I shook my head. “I’m almost done.”“Your paper tomorrow?” Zane asked, peeling off the blanket.“Next tomorrow,” I said, trying to ignore how my body tensed as he climbed onto the bed.The bed was big enough for four people. But Zane always picked the spot right next to mine. And if I was at the edge of the bed, then he’d stay at the center.I snapped my book shut with a soft thud. “I think I'll sleep now.”Yeah. Watching him sleep, might just give me another erection.Zane didn’t say anything, just leaned forward and turned off the lamp beside him.I did the same before snuggling deeper into the mattress.The mattress dipped as he rolled closer to me. The familiar scent of h

ZANE..“Why are you gawking?” My mother asked, flipping the page of the magazine.Closing my slightly parted lips, I adjusted on the chair. “It’s just that.” I paused. “It’s just that you’ve never asked me a question about myself before.”It took her a second longer before she shrugged. “And you haven’t followed me for chemotherapy before.” Her voice was flat, but her shoulders were tense. “Guess we are both doing things we usually wouldn’t do.”“Fair enough.” I exhaled.I clasped my fingers between my thighs, her question still hanging between us.Was Eli a friend like Nathan?I tried to place Eli beside them, but it instantly felt wrong. Nathan could spend two days with him before I started wanting him to go.Dempsey. Having him was easier. But when he wanted to leave, I had never stopped him.I never wanted their brush right next to mine.My mother shut the magazine and dropped it on the seat between us. “So about what I want from you,” she said, her voice more serious.My back s

ELI..I didn’t go home the next day. Or the day after. Not even on Friday.And somehow before I knew it, the weekend had arrived and I was still at Zane’s place.The strange part was how normal it felt. So normal that when I woke up and didn’t see him lying next to me, I’d search for him.And today was no different.My feet padded the floor as I walked through the hallway. “Zane?”Zane’s voice floated upstairs. “Come down.”The sweet aroma of food filled my nostrils as I stepped into the kitchen.Zane was near the gas, shirtless again, wearing only grey sweat pants and a black apron tied around his frame.My heart jumped up, or maybe down to my stomach because I felt a throb there.“Settle down,” he said, dropping a soup bowl and plates on the kitchen island.“What happened to your chef?” I asked, settling into the stool.“She said she might be running late,” Zane said, “didn’t want to keep you hungry.”A simple statement. Even Louis would’ve done something like this for me.Yet, my

ZANE..I rolled onto my side and hit a space. My eyes snapped open. Where did Eli go? Then I remembered I had dropped him off at his hostel. I stared at the space, a heaviness I couldn’t name creeping into my chest.Finally, I sat up, pinching my nasal bridge. I stare one more time at the spot before swinging my legs and standing up.While I brushed my teeth, I stared at the mirror. But not at my reflection. At the space, Eli should’ve been. When I was gone, I scoffed at how empty my bathroom felt. My brush was the only one in the brush holder.My movements as I dressed felt slower than usual. Anytime I raised my hands, it felt like gravity was forcing them back to my side.I was fixing my watch when a clattering sound came from downstairs. My head snapped to the door. Before I knew it, I was already heading out of my room, my feet clattering down the stairs.For a split second, I thought about his face. His eyes. I pushed into the kitchen, my breath shuddering out of me.De