Fiona's POVI was a crying mess by the time I got into the room and landed on my bed and Lola rushed to me as if she knew everything that just occured. She held me while I broke down like a confused person who in all fairness I was, and although I could smell curiosity washing off her in waves she didn't ask any question at the time. She only held me and stroked my hair while I released something I didn't even know I had to realise till I finally fell asleep. My eyes were raw the moment I opened them, I could tell they were swollen without looking at any mirror but Thankfully there were no classes till two days so I was happy to look like a ghost to only Lola and well Charles. Because who knew if he was coming or not.Speaking of Lola, I didn't know how to break her heart by telling her what I found about Charles, especially since a part of me wanted to believe that this time it was all real, afterall Charles didn't start dating her immediately he met me, but months after. "Are yo
Two weeks had passed since I heard from Mac and Lucas. And while I had no expectations but secret hope I fanned alive to hear from Lucas, I was surly disappointed in Mac. One second he was acting as though I was the orbit that span his world, and next we go without talking for weeks and nothing!It wasn't until Lola's careful chide that I realized how deep I had gone in all of this, My emotions were dug into the hands of this mess and I didn't know how to entangle it. My plan was simple now, Mac was silent so maybe I can go to him, or would it be wiser I wait? Despite my conscience the information I had on Lucas made my feel a little relief in the fact that Mac couldn't do away with me so easily, now that I had something of his interest, so he better have something important to tell me about the reason he has been as silent as a ghost. "Psss, he's watching you" Someone whispered from beside me, I looked up and met the stern face of the lecturer at my wandering gaze and embrassment
My morning started like every other morning in my recent routine of living. I awoke slowly and painfully because my alarm was threatening to tear my ear off to a soundly sleeping Lola. I had my bath first before yanking her from her bed to have her own bath.We both groggily got dressed, prepared for our morning lectures, and walked the way to the class, yawning away and fighting the sleep that still lived in our eyes. We had different lectures till noon. In my lectures, I tried to pay attention and not think about the fact that Mac had not responded to my text message or the fact that Lucas had stayed true to his words, just as I suspected. When finally, when the stream of classes ended, we met up and ate my favorite thing to eat, and then we headed back to our dorm.And this is where things changed drastically; we got back to our dorms, and a package was sitting just outside the door waiting for my attention. My first instinct was to jump in fear before Lola opened the door. Then
I could hardly believe my eyes as Mac led me toward a grand beach. I stared down at my outfit, suddenly feeling inadequately dressed for a beach outing in the dress I wore. If we were going to a beach, why did he send a dress like this and request I wear it?The cold evening breeze carried the salty taste of the water as it blew across. It stung my cheeks and made my nose cold; I didn't know why I felt so cold when the weather was fair. The breeze was merely flirting, so why was my body a mess? I bit the insides of my cheek to hold back the questions in my head. As usual, Mac was busy with something on his phone, His head was bowed, and his eye was focused on the phone screen, yet somehow he knew just where he was headed, but I had no idea if he remembered me or if I had completely vanished from his thought process and mind. I shuffled my feet as his pace picked up. His strides were effortlessly long, and I found myself walking twice as many steps to keep up pace with him."Are we sta
I was lost in my own head, deep in my thoughts, and staring with searching eyes when I heard his deep voice bring me out of the state I had gone. "Get up; let us dance," Mac commanded. I stood up with wobbly legs, and as if he knew, he caught my hand and led me to the center of the room. The music was suddenly loud. One moment, I was fidgeting anxiously on my feet with a million and one different thoughts; the next, Mac's hands were in mine, and our feet shuffled as we danced through the aqua floor and I had just one thought; Is this a dream? His large hands were firm on my waist. The friction of his hard palms against my silky dress sent sparks flying in numerous directions in my body and my brain haywire. I tried and failed to keep my eyes open as we swayed softly. This was almost romantic. Somewhere along the line of tonight, I had forgotten how to feel and just what I felt. "Do you know why I prepared all this tonight?" Mac asked all of a sudden. I opened my eyes slowly to h
Suddenly his lips were on mine. I felt the softness of his lush mouth, hot and wet and passionately angry, and next, the whole room was spinning like a faulty merry-go-round one that was rounding off the corner of the sky about to drop, or maybe it was just my brain grasping at straws. Strong arms gripped my body, rough lips were on mine, and he was biting, nibbling, and sucking my lips all at once. I knew there was no way it wouldn't bruise after this much heat and intensity. This was the most aggressive I had been touched and taken, so it was harder to tell how it made me feel. My body reacted instantly as fireworks shot through my body, from the tips of my fingers to my entire toes. I found myself craning my neck to fill his hungry lips on mine. His hand on my chin lowered to my neck, and with a grip tight than I would have liked, he kept my head in place as he devoured me. The soft music resumed again. In a manner that had me suspecting it had a mind of its own, Sending my bra
"I messed up." These were the first words that left my lips as soon as I unlocked the door and stepped into my room. Due to the time of the night, and the dorm being so quiet, for a minute I imagined Mac following me through the stairs, and the thought had me hoping and skipping this staircase two at a time. He seemed like the kind of person who could do anything to get what he wanted, and I didn't want to be the victim of that. The room light was off, and so naturally I flipped it on, ready to spew all about my mistake to Lola because even I knew I messed up big time and I really needed someone to talk to before I lost it, but Lola was nowhere in sight. I walked over to her bed, It was empty and it was a mess, as usual, several dresses were lying in between her makeup products and underwear, I shook my head and ransacked through the mess, checking if she kept her phone there so I could determine how far she went and wondering where hell she was. I walked to the bathroom, and I
Lucas/ Luke POV; Even before I got the phone call I knew, I couldn't explain it and it was really just crazy to anyone who cared enough to listen but I was certain I knew. I watched as she walked out of my office and my heart fell with every second. I wanted to reach out to her, I wanted to talk to her to shake sense into her head and bring her to see things just as I did. I wanted to show her that she was wrong about me and that with me she had nothing at all to worry about, but I couldn't I just couldn't. She was important to me but some things were also important, and I had the duty and responsibility to focus on those things which were equally as important and relevant to me. So I had to let go, something had to give away. The weeks passed with me drowning myself in so much work I could barely think about anything else, I went on business trips, executed projects singlehandedly, and came up with new business plans reforms, and rules, and yet she still found a way to creep ba