All Chapters of How to Love: Mated to my Boyfriend's Roomate: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

"Why are you so good at making me bad?" Lana breathed raggedly."I'm very motivated if it's something I want." He chuckled."I never knew you could be so...ruthless." She finished, not knowing what other word to use for him."I think the word you're looking for is passionate." Clark laughed, brushing a kiss over her lips.- "I want every inch of you to myself. I don't care if I have to play dirty""I won't deny that I want you. But this isn't the right time for us to do this." -She placed her hand on his chest to push him back.- “ We should stop before we get caught. “"You're just gonna leave me here? Unsatisfied?" He asked as he pinned her hands against the wall."I..I'm sorry. You made me lose focus earlier...but that's beside the point. We can't do this here. It's like asking to be tomorrow's headline." Lana said, trying to tug her hands out of his hold."Wait a sec!" She lost her balance and clutched at his jacket so she wouldn't fall."Not listening." He whispered as he pushed he

You don't have to walk me upstairs," Lana whined as Clark dragged her along. "I want to make sure you get inside safely." He chuckled and tightened his grip on her hand when she tried to shake him off. "I already admitted my feelings. You don't have to keep holding onto me." She glanced nervously around the lobby. "What if someone recognizes you?" "Don't worry about it." "Easy for you to say. Mr. Eligible Bachelor.” she replied. "You'll get free marketing” he suggested with a smirk. "Clark." Lana frowned at him. He laughed and pulled her into the elevator. Lana sighed but stopped fighting him. "Maybe I should just sleep over tonight," Clark said absently as they waited for her floor. Lana slowly turned her head. "I knew it." She glared at him accusingly. "What?" He asked feigning innocence. She crossed her arms over her chest in mock defense. "You had ulterior motives." Lana accused eyeing him. "I was thinking about your safety." He defended. "Sure you were." She r

"It's not a big deal," he finally answered her. Lana got up from the couch. "Then show me." She reached for his phone. "You don't need to see it." he held his phone above his head, using their height difference to his advantage. "Oh, well, now I definitely need to see it." She huffed; she gripped his arm, trying to pull it down to her height. "You're going to make this into a bigger deal than it is." He sighed. "You hiding it is making it a bigger deal," she argued. He stared at her for another second before reluctantly unlocking the phone and handing it over. Lana looked down. Her stomach dropped. A photograph of the two of them filled the screen. They were walking down the sidewalk together, ice cream in their hands. Clark was looking at her instead of the camera, while Lana's head was tilted toward him, and a huge smile spread across her face. It looked like a date; from their clothes, she could tell it was the other night. The last time they had gotten ice cream before

“You want to tell me what’s going on with you and Clark?” Lana’s stomach dropped. “Jason—” “Were you with him last night?” There was something about the way he asked the question that made her hesitate. “Yes, after you bailed on me again.” His expression changed so quickly it made her pause. A second ago, he had been hugging her affectionately Now his entire body had gone rigid. “You were supposed to be with me.” “You left.” Lana stared at him. “I had to work.” “And I was supposed to do what? Stand there until you come back?” “You could’ve gone home.” Something about his tone immediately irritated her. “Excuse me?” “Instead, you went running around the city holding his hand?” Jason accused her angrily. “We were running away from photographers.” Lana defended herself and Clark, despite the fact she knew she did more than just run. “Oh, that’s convenient.” he sneered. “Don’t talk to me like that.” Lana’s eyes narrowed. She turned away from him, and reac

“Lana, please. You have to forgive me.” Jason begged as soon as the door opened. Lana immediately tried to shut the door. He stuck his hand out to keep it from closing, but instead of pushing his way in, he dropped to his knees. “Go away.” She groaned, annoyed. “Something is wrong with me.” He managed to gasp out as he started to sob into his hands. “The last thing I remember was seeing you on the floor.. In the middle of all that...”“Jason...” Lana let her door open further. Slightly stepping towards him, concern having won over the fear that had taken over her. She frowned as she watched him mumble into his hands. “I don’t remember everything; it's like a fever dream. One minute we were hugging, and the next you were on the floor and my hand was raised...” his breathing was erratic as he tried to explain. “Lana, after I saw you on the floor, my memory blocked out again; all I remember after that is Danny shoving me out the door and everything was...” “Are you saying you don’t