After a few days spent in luxury with James in the Bahamas, I was glad to be back at his home. Things had been wonderful, and yet, through it all, I had slowly let the wall I had built fall. There was something about him that gave me hope he would change his mind.That maybe… just maybe–he would want me.As soon as we made it back, James had to go to the office to work. The sun had set long before he left, and even though he was working late, it didn't stop me from turning on the TV in the living room and ordering myself take out.My favorite TV show playing and an open box of pizza in front of me, I set out to relax. However, the last thing I expected was loud pounding upon the door as if the police were trying to break in. With caution, I stood and peered out the side window, seeing Chad standing there with a grim expression on his face.My heart raced, and my palms went clammy. I wasn't sure what to do. The last thing I wanted was for James to come home and see him here.
Waking the next morning, I felt stiff joints in my body protesting against the altercation that happened the night before. James had been a man of his word. He stayed with me all night and held me until the rising sun shone through the curtains.Unsure of how to take everything in, I slid from the bed and made my way towards the bathroom, my eyes not wanting to look into the mirror to see how awful I looked, and even though James told me it wasn't bad, I knew otherwise.The pain radiating across my head proved just how bad it was, and as I found the courage to look in the mirror I gasped.My hands came to my mouth as I took in the sight before me.Massive bruises covered the side of my face from my cheek down to my jawline. A minor cut slashed the top of my head from when I hit the wall when I fell. Even my arms had small bruises on them, and more were black now that time had passed."Oh, my god…" I gasped again, wiping the few stray tears that escaped my eyes.I couldn't b
James.There was no way to describe how I felt the moment I saw Becca in the state she was in. I wanted to kill Chad… but no matter how much I wanted to, I knew she needed me more than I needed vengeance. I didn't condone hurting women, and even when Allison used to strike me and get physical with me when she was drunk, I never hit her.Even though there were many times when I wanted to.To hit a woman was a boyish thing to do.Pacing around my office, I tried to collect my thoughts. I hadn't wanted to come in today to sort things out at work, but Becca made it clear she wouldn't allow me to miss work because of her.The damn woman was too kind for the people of this world, and I wished I could take her away from the cruelty and show her the life she deserved.I was conflicted, though. This was only supposed to be a casual, fun thing, and instead it was turning into something else. It was becoming more, and I wasn't even trying to make it that way, but I couldn't stop be
Becca.After the conversation with James the day before, I felt the need to escape for a few days. I wasn't sure what I was going to do or where I would go, but the confusion I felt made me unsure of everything.I was going completely against my beliefs and acting a fool.However, deep inside me, I felt nothing but love for him.Love… I couldn't believe I could still feel such a thing after Chad.Yet, with James, he made me feel like anything was possible.Sitting on my bed, I took in my open suitcase and stacks of clothing I had been folding. I had no idea what I was doing, but the thought of leaving him broke my heart. How had this man complicated my life as much as he had?Perhaps I needed to just come clean with him. Tell him how much I cared about him, and see if there was a way to make the chaos go away.Picking up my phone, I hesitated and then dialed James' number. I wanted to tell him the truth. Tell him I loved him, and I never wanted to part from him.Th
A few weeks ago, I came to Miami with the full intent of having the time of my life. In a matter of days after arriving, I found out how true that statement was going to be. James Valentino came back into my life like a hurricane and changed everything.The erotic way he touched me caused my body to come to life, and every moment spent with him was intoxicating—however, it was short-lived and bittersweet.The taxi pulled away from the house, and as it did, I didn't bother to look back. I had no idea where I was going, but with my phone in my hand, I knew of someone who might be able to help."Hello?" the familiar sweet voice said on the other end of the line as tears finally fell down my cheeks."Allegra… it's Becca. Can I come stay with you for a few days?""Of course, babe. I'll text you the address," she replied while hanging up the phone.I barely knew the woman, and yet she had been kinder to me than most. She had told me back in the Bahamas if I ever needed anythin
James.I will be the first to say… I'm a f*cking idiot.I felt horrible about how I'd treated Becca. I didn't take into consideration her feelings at all, and I was so eager for us to be seen together, I ruined everything.There was no way Becca was going to speak to me after this. Fate had given me something perfect, and instead of cherishing it, I blew it out of the water with my own selfish desires.Not to mention my daughter caught us having sex. Something she had made clear she would never let go, no matter what happens. She has guilt tripped me in the past, but this time, she was taking it way too far.Slamming the front door, I stormed through the house. Allegra's had been a no go, and even though I was sure that's where she had gone—she wasn't there. Or at least she wasn't there anymore.My mind reeled with confliction on how to handle it all. I never meant to let things get so complicated. It was supposed to just be a summer fling. Something to do for fun while
Becca.Waking the next morning, I had the worst hangover of my life. Allegra and I had stayed up all night talking, laughing, and more or less, me crying. I was a mess, but like Allegra told me, I needed to putl my big girl panties on and take care of my shit.The only problem was, I wasn't sure how. Slipping from bed, I made my way towards the bathroom to freshen myself up. I had to come up with a game plan, because as nice as Allegra was, I couldn't stay in her apartment forever. Instead, it might be best if I bought my ticket home.Even though the other part of my brain protested against it, telling me to go after him.I couldn't go after him. I wasn't going to be seen as some pathetic bitch chasing after a man who didn't want her.Picking up my phone, though, my heart lurched. Three missed calls and over twenty texts from James and a few even from Tally.Tally made it clear she hated me, and I was no friend to her. That I had betrayed her and called me every name
Making my way back to Allegra's, I kept thinking over the conversation with James. The last time I cried as much as I was right now was when my mother died, and I thought that was going to be the most painful thing I would ever experience. Now, I wasn't sure that was the case.I had left James' office under the notion we couldn't ever be together. He made it clear he wanted to wait until Tally was okay with everything. However, that wasn't going to work for me. She would never be okay with us being together.Opening Allegra's door, I stepped inside and was met with laughter. The sound of the man's voice wasn't one I recognized, and I suddenly felt bad about intruding and not letting her know I was on my way back."Becca!" Allegra exclaimed with a smile. "You're back so soon?""Uh–yeah," I replied, giving her a half smile. "Turns out things won't be worked out."With a small sigh and a nod, she turned her attention to the man next to her. "Well, Becca, I want you to meet