All Chapters of He Cheats, And I Cheated Right Back : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

POV: DominicI woke to a stiffness in my neck that pulled me out of sleep before I was ready. I went to shift and realised I couldn't, because someone was lying against me, their back pressed to my front. It took a second to fully surface and register that it was Ava, curled into me. How had we ended up like this?I didn't even remember either of us falling asleep on the sofa, which was strange, considering we'd only had two glasses of wine each by the end of the night. Maybe the whole ordeal with Shelley had worn us both out more than I'd realised.I smirked, remembering Ava straddling me on this exact sofa, the two of us kissing like it was real. It had been hot, no point pretending otherwise, and I'd enjoyed it far more than the situation strictly called for. Shame it was only for show.I looked down and found my arm wrapped around her, her body fitting against mine like it had been doing this for years instead of hours. I wasn't going to lie to myself. It felt good, having someone

POV: AvaI opened my eyes, and it took a moment to realise I was in Dominic's spare bedroom. I couldn't quite believe I'd fallen asleep like that with him on the sofa last night. That shouldn't have happened. I'm not going to lie though, I slept well curled against him. It had been a while since I'd had someone to hold onto like that. As for Shelley, she was lucky I hadn't slapped her outright, the way she'd spoken to me, the way she'd spoken to him. It was disgusting. I hated watching him go quiet and small in front of her, and not in a good way."Ava, you awake?" A soft knock at the door."Yes. Come in," I said.Dominic walked in, dressed casually in joggers and a T-shirt, and it suited him, more than I wanted to admit. I smiled, and he smiled back, coming to sit on the edge of the bed."Sleep alright?" he asked."Very well, thank you," I smiled."Ready for breakfast? Grab a shower first if you like. I'll find you something clean to wear until you can get home."A shower and clean c

POV: Ava"Ready," I smiled, coming out of my bedroom. Looking at me you would never know that I’d just demolished a building and sent a family to the street. I'd dressed in a pair of bum shorts and a baggy tee, looking like someone with nothing to worry about in the world."Shit," I heard Dominic hiss under his breath.I looked up, confused, and quickly realised why. His eyes were tracing my bare legs, wandering up over my body, landing on the small hint of cleavage the tee showed off. I felt a flicker of nerves at the way he was looking at me. Familiar, these past couple of days. I wasn't entirely sure how I felt about it.His eyes finally met mine, and he wasn't even bothering to hide that he'd been checking me out. Usually he apologised. Not this time. Instead he stood there with something lustful in his eyes, his bottom lip caught between his teeth, like he was actively biting down to stop himself saying something."Dominic," I warned."What?" he asked, a devilish smirk pulling at

POV: Ava"Don't you dare, Dominic, or I swear I will push you into the ocean," I laughed.Dominic and I had spent the last few hours exploring Coney Island. We'd enjoyed the rides, well, the ones that weren't too high, because Dominic was too scared to go on them, which, to be honest, amused me."One more word about the Cyclone from you, and I'm calling Milo," I said, wagging a finger at him. "He offered to punish you on my behalf, remember? I'm sure he'd love to hear how you've been bullying me all afternoon.""Bullying you?" he said, offended. "I bought you three different snacks.""Under duress. He'd love that part.""One phone call to that boy, and I'm shipping him off to military school," Dominic said, completely deadpan. "Early mornings. Boots. Marching. No phone.""You wouldn't.""Try me. Cadet Milo. I'd finally get some peace.""He'd charm the drill sergeant and be running the place by week two," I said.He opened his mouth to argue, closed it again, and laughed. "Unfortunatel

POV: AvaAfter dinner, Dominic drove me home, and I spent most of the ride staring out the window, the silence between us sitting heavier than it had any right to after a day that easy. Neither of us wanted to touch what today had actually been. The kiss on the beach. The hoodie. The blanket. The way he'd looked at me on that sand like nobody else on the entire coastline existed."You've gone quiet," he said eventually, glancing over at a red light."Just tired," I said, which wasn't even a lie, just not the whole truth either."Good tired, or bad tired?""Good tired," I said, and meant it, even with everything else sitting underneath it.He reached over and rested his hand briefly on my knee, nothing more than that, like he just wanted the contact, and I let him keep it there the rest of the drive.My mind kept circling back to all the reasons I couldn't let him know how I actually felt about any of it.Letting him in would mean being honest with him. Fully honest. And that meant tel