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RULE NUMBER SEVEN
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Tense silence fill the room, everyone seem to be holding their breath, our eyes on this Shepherd that wasn’t mine. Sweat beads rolled down the sides of my head, his words replaying over and over in my head. He wants to kick me out, and he has the power to do so. Heels clicked their way into the room, breaking the silence, I still don’t look away from the Shepherd with hard eyes. “I am so sorry, Mr. Shepherd, he is one of us, and we haven’t had the chance to train him.”At the familiar, panicked voice of Caitlyn Holt, my eyes finally leave the man and find her, she looked distraught, her face pinched into one that was pleading with him. She grabs me by my wrist, pulling me to herself, now she was standing between Mr. Shepherd and myself, not much of shield as both of us tower over her, but the effect was amazing, I had been feeling very alone and very exposed, if she had come any later, I might have run away. Mr. Shepherd tilts his head in the air, Cait’s hold on my wrist tighten,
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I press myself against him. The familiar sound of him sucking in through his teeth is sign that he feels me.I want to touch you. He had whispered in my ear at the resort, the first time I had pressed myself against him like this. He sucked in through his teeth then, so he must feel the same way now, I wanted him to say it again, the words drove me crazy. “Chris?”At the sound of Cait’s voice, he jumped away from me. The world spun in my vision, but I still had the wall behind me to support myself, my knees were buttery and my heart would not stop beating. There was a buzzing sound coming from somewhere around me, I didn’t know where. It took a while to realize the buzzing sound was my own whimpering, I work hard to shut myself up. I missed him the moment he withdrew himself away from me. I craved his touch, that much I knew, this was another level. Grinding my heels against the wooden floors was one thing, but I had to press myself against the wall to prevent launching myself to
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I continue to stare at him. I watch as his mouth form words, he talks intently, explaining something I don’t hear. My mind churns with questions, reviewing everything I thought I knew about him, and what I knew now. He had looked like a man with a lot of burden when I first saw him, I assumed it was work related, but now I think-- my eyes drifting to Wes, who nods along to whatever it is Christopher is saying. What was it Cait said about him again? He was always working. It was starting to look like he put work before their relationship, maybe that was why he was at the resort. He was heart broken, and he used me to get him out of his system. I felt sick, physically sick. That was why he wanted me to leave so desperately, he didn’t want his boyfriend to know I existed. I press my lips together, tears burning the corner of my eyes. I force myself to stay in the present. I foolishly wanted to be by his side all these while. I had gone ahead of myself, thinking I meant something to hi
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My tongue darts out nervously and wets my lips, my eyes pinned to his mouth, the way my heart jack hammered made me worry. He takes his time, his slender fingers curls around the stem of the glass as he brought it to his lips, he takes a deliberate slow sip that makes me gulp. “You still have a problem with patience.” He nods in the direction of my feet as they tapped impatiently at the floor. Conscious of the action, my leg stops the taps, but it feels like holding back a sneeze, it tickles the back of throat until I let it out. The corner of his lips lift in a small smirk that grates on my nerves. “Not that you’d know.” I snap.He quirks a brow at my outburst, he didn’t expect the hostility, but all I could think about was the kiss, what it could mean, and the way he was avoiding my question. I gave up everything, it wasn’t much, but it was all I had, and he couldn’t care less, kissing his ex. “There’s a meeting tomorrow with the board of directors, don’t be late.” He says, risin
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His reaction to the question which I asked with my heart almost beating it’s way out of my chest, is a little falter in his steps. Nothing else, like the question was a bug he didn’t see coming and was merciful enough not to step on it. My fingers slip into my mouth, and I chewed on my fingers as I wait for his response. In the movies I saw the few times the TV in my apartment back home was on, the person asking the question I got, would hold their breath in anticipation. I used to roll my eyes, citing how foolish it was, if the person didn’t want to, move on with your life. Please say yes, please say yes, please say yes.Now it is my turn to do the chant, and I realize how horribly wrong I had been. You couldn’t just move on, unless the person didn’t mean so much to you. “I don’t think I am free Saturday.”His words make something inside of me shatter, I couldn’t find the strength to continue behind him, I pause behind him, and watch as his elegant stride walked on, like he d
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