All Chapters of Two Exes, One Woman: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

SPENCERI should have pushed her away.I knew that. I knew it the moment her lips touched mine, and yet I still stood there, frozen between what I knew was right and what every selfish part of me wanted.Aurora was hurting.She was trying to use me as a rebound, and I was a fucking bastard for allowing it. I should have stopped this before it went any further. I should have walked away from this pool house, given her the space she needed, and refused to become the man she reached for simply because she was trying to forget another man.But I didn’t.Instead, I stood there with her in my arms, breathing just as hard as she was, my heart pounding against my ribs.I placed a hand on her shoulder and gently pulled her back.“Rora,” I breathed, forcing myself to meet her eyes. “We don’t have to do this.”Her chest rose and fell rapidly. For a brief second, she simply stared at me, and I could see the pain she was trying so hard to hide.Then she licked her lips and leaned toward me again.

AURORA I have never had a one-night stand before, which is probably why I panicked the moment I woke up and saw Spencer standing naked on the balcony, his back turned to me as he spoke on the phone.The sight alone was enough to bring every memory from the night before rushing back.What had I done?In that moment, panic took over, and when Spencer eventually came back into the room, I told him that what happened between us was a mistake.Yes, it was a mistake, but it wasn’t one I regretted.At least, not entirely.Maybe I regretted it a little because this was going to make things painfully awkward at the office. How was I supposed to sit across from him during meetings and pretend we hadn’t spent the night together? How was I supposed to look at him without remembering everything that had happened?Still, I knew I could have chosen my words better. Instead of immediately calling it a mistake, I could have explained that I was overwhelmed and didn’t know how to handle the situation.

SPENCERWhile Jonah rambled on about Aurora’s friend, whom he had run into earlier that morning while dropping her off, I found myself constantly staring at the door, waiting for Aurora to walk through it.I have always done that every morning whenever I come to work, but today seems different. My mind keeps bringing her up out of nowhere, and then I end up thinking about her for hours.It’s fucking distracting.“Are you even listening to me?”The door opened, and Aurora walked in.“No,” I rasped, my eyes fixed on her.Dressed in a simple black dress, she looked breathtakingly beautiful. I found myself staring at her neck, wondering what the hell happened to the hickey that had been there this morning.Did she cover it with foundation?Probably.There was no other explanation for how quickly it had disappeared.“Sorry I’m late,” she apologized, walking further into the sitting area.Walking past me, she chose the spot next to her brother, deliberately avoiding my gaze.I frowned.Jona

AURORA “Jesus, you’re messing with my head,” Spencer growled against my lips.He lifted me off the ground like I weighed nothing and set me on the edge of his big oak desk. His hands moved slowly up and down my sides, gripping my waist like he couldn’t let go.“I’ve been sitting in this office all day,” he said, voice rough, “and the only thing I could think about was you.”Before I could answer, his mouth crashed onto mine, fast, hard, and hungry. The kiss stole every word from me. Our hands moved in a rush. Mine went straight for the buttons of his jeans. His went for the landline on the desk.He broke the kiss just long enough to speak into the phone. “Cancel my meeting.”“You’re supposed to be meeting with Rosy for late lunch.” “Cancel it,” he ordered. “And don’t let anyone into my office. No one. Not until I say so.”He slammed the phone down. In one quick move he grabbed my waist, spun me around, and pressed me forward against the desk.I looked up at the shiny mirror-like wal

SPENCERI invited Ethan over for dinner a few days ago, and today, I flew him down to New York with my jet and had Luke drive him to the estate himself.Ethan walked in holding a cheap knockoff version of Screaming Eagle, wearing a very large grin on his face.“Mr. Cartier.” He greeted me politely. “I am honoured to have been invited for dinner at your house.”He extended the bottle toward me.“I couldn’t come empty-handed.”I took the bottle from him, my eyes immediately settling on the label.From the fonts on the label alone, I could tell this wasn’t Screaming Eagle Cabernet Sauvignon. Either he hadn’t noticed, or he was stupid enough to think I wouldn’t.Fucking hell.He couldn’t even afford to buy a three-thousand-dollar vintage wine.“Thank you for the wine, Ethan.” I gave him a polite smile and gestured toward the table. “I already picked out a wine for tonight, so we’ll have to shelve yours.”“Sure.”We both walked over to the dining table, and I reached for the 1945 Romanée-C