Ignore Her When She Pulls Away Novels & Stories

So, she doesn’t feel it's all fake. Once I stop kissing her. She was trying to grab hold of my head again, so our lips pulled together. But I pull away. “Come on baby, let’s take our seats,” I tell her. Oh, okay she said in her ignoring squeaky voice and I heard her giggle. She grabbed hold of my hand and walked over by Aver. Oh, God, what a bitch move she did. Let’s sit here lover,” she said aloud enough for Avery to hear. I watch her shoulder hunch over. I know this is hurting her and killing her inside.

I took a menacing step toward her, not eager to let her go, but she turned to leave. “How about the promise you made?” I called, stopping her just as she was about to walk away. She looked like she had forgotten about it already. “I’m sorry, I have to go. It’s getting pretty late.” she glanced up at the darkening sky. “Let's talk about that later." Damn it. Should I really watch her leave? “Hop in. Let me drop you off.” I offered. Well, she ignored me and moved on, but Matt stepped in her way. "What makes you think you can just ignore him when he's talking to you?”

I slowed. Waiting for some reaction. Nothing. She took another sip. Completely ignoring me. I stood there for a second. Then another. Before deciding I wasn't playing whatever game this was. Fine. If she wanted to ignore me, I could ignore her too. I started walking toward the stairs. "Well?" Her voice stopped me. I froze. Slowly turned around. She finally looked up. There was no panic on her face. No tears. No fear. Just... I didn't even know what it was, i couldn't explain it

With a swift swing of led, she got off her bed and stood facing him, step by step walking further away from him with a smirk on her face “Too cocky” Mike’s inner child whimpered at the sudden detachment. He zapped to stand and walked to her. His hand stretched forward with a smile, waiting for her warmth. A hooked index finger wiggled at him, calling Mike to come to her when she in fact walking further from him. He jolted forward, trying to grab any part of her. Slick and with, she dodged his attempt. He tried again and she slipped again. Her giggle pushed him over the edge.

She leans her head into it and looks at me. I wait to see if she pulls away before leaning down to kiss her. I start off soft, hoping she doesn’t pull away and when she doesn’t I deepen the kiss. I fist one hand in her hair while the other wraps around her waist, pulling her closer to me. It’s like the match has been lit as she pushes closer, hungry for more, but then the light goes out and she pulls away. She appears shocked at what she had just done. “I think we should return home Alpha Avery. The boys will be waiting for me.”

I took a step forward, my hand instinctively reaching out, wanting to bridge the distance between us, to finally speak to her, to tell her… everything. But her eyes, those beautiful, expressive eyes, met mine for only a fraction of a second. There was no warmth, no recognition, only a flicker of something cold, something hard. Then, as if I were nothing more than a ghost, or an unwelcome shadow, she turned her head. Her chin tilted defiantly, a silent, powerful rejection. She grabbed Devlin's arm and walked straight past me, her back ramrod straight, heading directly for the dressing room. She didn't spare me another glance.

"I hope I answered your question. Now please, excuse me." She pulled her arm away and finally escaped him when his grip loosened. She had already taken some steps across the vast living room when she heard Rome call her back, almost silently. She ignored him and closed her eyes. She couldn't understand why he seemed to care so much when he shouldn't. 'Damn, I'm scum!" she mocked herself one last time.

friend, nicolas wants to talk to you I turned away, completely ignoring her. ___ " let's go friend... I continued in the same position without moving a single muscle seeing that I wouldn't pay attention to her she left stomping and when finally alone I sighed deeply the tears running down my cheeks.

It's the leash tightening. Her fingers twitch inside mine. I feel the surprise, the resistance, and then that flicker of defeat. She doesn’t pull away. Not here. Not right now. Not with him watching. "We have to run. Again. I’m sorry," I add, not waiting for an answer before steering her away. She throws a quick wave back, the kind that looks polite from a distance but is all tension up close. Derek frowns, confused, but doesn’t follow. Better.

I ignore her and keep it moving, desperate to get the hell out of here. She steps in front of me, forcing me to pause, her face already lighting up in a smug smile; “I see you stumbled on the lovebirds.” I bite my lips, swallow the pain in my throat and say nothing. Maybe if I ignore her long enough, she’ll go away.