90. His Control

LIAM

They had rejected each other? When? How?

Did Damon think I was rubbing it in when I talked to him yesterday? Fuck I wasn’t… I was late apologising... And although I won’t deny it gave me hope, it also meant he had taken himself out of the running because of me. At that moment, I knew that even if things became better between us, they would never return fully to how they once used to be.

Once we parked outside a hotel, pulling the oversized hoodie over her, I helped her out of the car, holding two of the bags full of ice cube packs. There was more in the car but I needed to get her some sort of relief from this pain quickly. Pain that I had inflicted upon her, when the fuck will I ever stop causing her pain?

I could smell her arousal, a thousand fucking times stronger than ever and I was hard. The urge to mate with her was fucking strong but I refused to even think about that.

I lifted her onto my shoulder the moment I had our key card and