Cuando Mi Amor Llega Tarde の小説・ストーリー

Otherwise, I would not have survived the night. I had just returned from the hospital. My injuries still throbbed with dull pain. Tears welled up when my fingers brushed against my flat stomach. I still remembered the vicious oath he had sworn when he defied all gossip to marry me. “Hailey, you’re the only one for me. If I ever betray you, may I die a wretched death.” Yet he brought his first love into our home. The cold wind stung, but not as much as this heart-wrenching pain.

At that moment, I knew a part of me wouldn’t stop loving him or maybe the whole. “Fuck, I’m late.”

She rushed to block him at the entrance as she seethed through clenched teeth, "Evan Solberg, are you out of your mind? This is an important family dinner. Yet, you're over an hour late. Are you trying to embarrass me on purpose?" Evan's smile didn't even slip in the face of her fury. "You're making it more serious than it looks. Compared to how regularly you're late or absent, I'd say I arrived pretty early." "You!" Hazel immediately felt an unmistakable sense of hostility radiating from him after hearing that sentence.

Marcus reached over carefully with his uninjured hand,his fingers rested lightly over mine,not possessive,not demanding just there,warm,steady and comforting. “You've spent so long trying to earn scraps of affection,” he said softly. “You don't even know what it feels like to be loved without conditions.” I swallowed hard. “I wouldn't know where to begin.” “You don't have to.” His thumb brushed lightly against the back of my hand. “The right people don't make you earn your place.” Silence settled between us again not uncomfortable,just... quiet and peaceful. Something I hadn't felt in a very long time. After several minutes, I stood. “I should go.” Marcus nodded. “It's late.”

I'm coming, I'll get ya, yeah We have a connection, that's right Cause girl I'm not letting go I'm gonna make you feel right, oh yeah "I miss you and our late night talks in garden."he confessed. Pause... "I miss our late night talks too."I replied. Pause... "And you too."I added. A huge smile crept on his lips. Yeah, so can I get love Too much to ask for really so tough Find yourself. "Your new job is waiting for you."he said.

“You’re late.” Christian’s soft laugh is a balm to her heart. “I’m never late for you.”

I have been late before but this time I'm not. I mean who would have thought that after all the misfortunes; the heartache, the dramas and the battles could lead to this moment. In the end, the moon goddess still makes sure that the latecomers, like me, would never be left without a Mate, notwithstanding more battles to come in our way. "A Mate for the Latecomer"

His heartbeat thundered against my ear, fast and real. "You came," he murmured into my hair, voice thick. "God, Tessie. You actually came." I pulled back just enough to look at him, tears streaming down my face. "I thought... it has been so long. I was about to leave convincing myself you wouldn't--" "I'm sorry I'm late," he admitted, brushing my tears away with his thumb the way he used to. "Flight delay, then trouble with the cab. I ran the last mile from the parking lot terrified I would miss you."

Throughout our trip, it was constantly throbbing in my mind, but I had planned to wait until all the dramas in our lives had settled, until there were no distractions and I could make it perfect. But after tonight… after that mind-blowing, impulsive, and passionate moment we had just shared in the restroom, I realized that there was no such thing as the perfect moment. Love wasn’t about waiting for things to be ideal, it was about seizing the moment, embracing the unpredictability, and making every second count. Freya was my unpredictability, my fire, my safe place, my worst distraction and my storm all in one. And I didn’t want to risk losing her to time or circumstances. I wanted to make i

I looked at my wrist and answered her exactly as she had asked. "It is 8:30 p.m., baby, why did you distract me just to ask about time?" She laughed and tried to get off my lap, but I shoved her back hard so she had to sit back down. "Aww!Easy Lucas, you said you would be here by 7 p.m., and you are not just an hour late, but an hour and thirty minutes late. "Baby, I am sorry. I had to go pick up my friend who just returned to Los Angeles this evening. Is that why you are upset? I will make it up to you, baby," I said, drawing her nearer to me as I proceeded to target her very sensitive area.