What the hell just happened?One minute, things were going well, so well I wanted to freeze time and live in that kiss forever. But, of course, the universe had other plans. The shrill ring of my phone shattered the moment like a bucket of ice water.My best friend had the worst timing in the history of mankind. Of all times, he chose that moment to call and for what? To remind me of our stupid plan to have drinks later tonight.And by the time I ended the call, Amber was gone. She bolted like the place was on fire. Why did she run? It was as if she couldn’t wait to get out of here quickly enough. Did I misread the signs?I let out a groan, pushing my fingers through my hair. Maybe I scared her away. Now I felt bad for kissing her, but the truth was I couldn’t help myself. I have wanted to do it since that night I ran into her at the gala.I know her divorce isn’t final yet, it’s the reason I have been keeping my distance even though I so badly want to kiss her every time she was clos
AmberLiam wouldn’t leave me alone no matter how hard I tried to push him away. The harder I pushed, the closer he got, and he never failed to make it known that he was going nowhere.I’ve stopped trying now because, deep down, I don’t want him to go. Even though part of me feels like I should be running the other way, I can’t seem to keep him at a distance.He insisted on driving me home after work every day, and I had to fight him off from trying to pick me up in the mornings too. We’re not technically dating, and the last thing I want is my colleagues thinking otherwise.Now we were seated in his car, parked in front of Mom’s house. It’s become a ritual of some sort, Liam drops me off, and we spend at least ten minutes in his car talking about anything and everything.“So what are your plans for the weekend?” He asked, turning to look at me.“It all depends,” I replied, my breath catching slightly at the intense way he looked at me.He had ditched his suit jacket earlier in the day
LiamAmber wasn’t herself today.I noticed it almost immediately after I picked her up from her mum’s. Something was wrong and it was evident in how her laughter didn’t quite reach her eyes and how often she got lost in thought. She was barely paying attention to the game, standing there as though she didn’t even care that she was losing. The competitive side she always had whenever we played, wasn’t there. After I knocked down all the pins on my turn, I glanced back at her, smirking. “Are you letting me win on purpose?”Amber stepped up to the line, grabbed her ball, and gave me a tired smile. “Maybe today’s just your lucky day.” She rolled the ball, and it veered to the side, knocking over only one pin.“That’s not like you,” I said, folding my arms as she turned back to me.She shrugged, brushing it off. “I’m just not feeling it, I guess.”“Something’s bothering you,” I pressed gently. “What is it?”“Nothing.”She said it quickly, too quickly, and I wasn’t buying it. But I also k
Amber“Did I do something wrong?” Mom asked as I packed my things to move to Liam’s place, a hint of guilt on her face.It was at the tip of my tongue to tell her that one of the reasons I was moving out was because of her titanic tussle with her man every night, but I quickly decided against it.“No, Mom, it’s because of Dan. I don’t want him coming here to cause trouble for you.” is that the only reason?I silence the voice in my head with a slight shake of my head. “And besides, Liam’s place is closer to the office.” Yeah, keep telling yourself that.Mom’s lips curled into a smile as she listened. “What?” I asked, now feeling defensive.“You realize what you’re doing right? You’re going to Liam for protection.”I opened my mouth to argue, but no words came out. The truth was, when Liam offered for me to move in yesterday, I wanted to say no. I really did. But the fear of what Dan might do next stopped me.Does that make me a coward? Running when I should be standing my ground? But
AmberBrian’s club was located in the bustling part of the city. The place was alive, the air buzzing with music and chatter as stylishly dressed people flocked inside. Liam pulled his sleek black SUV into the valet line and handed his keys to a young man in uniform.Before we could make our way inside, a tall, good-looking guy around Liam’s age approached us, his smile wide and warm. Liam immediately stepped forward, clasping his hand in a firm shake before pulling him in for one of those bro hugs.“Good to see you, man,” Liam said, his tone light.“Good to see you too,” the guy replied before turning to me. “And it’s good to see you again, Amber.”I blinked, my brows furrowing in confusion. See me again? I couldn’t place him, was this Brian? My confusion must’ve shown on my face because Liam stepped in.“This is Brian,” he said with a knowing grin.My jaw dropped. The Brian I remembered from high school looked nothing like this. The Brian I knew was Obese used to sit on the bleacher
AmberI knew I should tell him to stop. I should push him away, walk away, and do something to regain control. But I couldn’t. It was like I’d lost the ability to speak, my body betraying me in ways I didn’t fully understand.Liam’s lips brushed against my ear, his deep voice a soft, deliberate murmur. “You want me to continue, don’t you?”The way he said it sent a wave of heat crashing through me, and I felt my arousal pooling between my legs. My breath hitched, and I could hear the erratic rhythm of my own heartbeat in my ears.He seemed to unravel me with ease, and his presence alone suddenly made me forget every reason why this might be a bad idea. I didn’t care because at that moment, none of those reasons mattered.His hand inched higher, skimming the edge of my thigh as he held my gaze, his eyes dark and full of promise. “Amber,” he drawled like he was trying to control himself.I opened my mouth to speak, but instead of words, a shaky breath escaped.“Tell me to stop.” His han
Just then, Brian returned a wide grin on his face and a young woman hanging on his arm. “Hey, guys!” he said, his voice cheerful as ever. “Meet Julia.”I barely caught her name, my mind still hazy as I tried to come down from the high Liam had just sent me to. I managed a polite smile, but my attention was fractured, scattered, tethered to one person and one person only, Liam.Brian and Julia slid into the booth, and casual conversation flowed between them and Liam, but I couldn’t bring myself to participate. Instead, I let my eyes, or rather, they chose linger on Liam, trying to figure out what he was doing to me.What we’d just done brought back memories of how we used to be in high school, and later, sometimes, in college before we broke up. Young, wild, free. Back then, being with Liam felt like the most natural thing in the world, like we could conquer anything together.But after I met and married Dan, all of that felt like a distant dream. But I never got any of those things I
LiamI drove to the hospital as fast as I could, my mind racing faster than the car. The call from my mom replayed over and over in my head, her shaky voice barely coherent as she told me about Dad. I gripped the wheel tighter, trying to keep myself calm as several thoughts ran through my mind. This wasn’t his first heart attack. Over the past few years, my dad’s health had steadily declined. And every time something like this happened, a gnawing question echoed in my mind: Is this the one?When I arrived, Mom was waiting in the lobby. The moment she saw me, she threw her arms around me, her body trembling. “Liam,” she said, her voice cracking. “Oh, thank God you’re here.”I held her close, trying to absorb some of her panic. “Mom, what’s going on? What happened?”She pulled back, tears brimming in her eyes. “I found him in his study. He was holding his chest, gasping for air. I should have gone in earlier to check on him. I shouldn’t have allowed him to be in his study alone…” Her v
A scream lodged in my throat as I ran, my breath coming in ragged gasps. My feet pounded against the ground, but no matter how fast I moved, Dan’s voice was right behind me, slicing through the air like a blade.“You think you can get away from me?” His laughter was jagged, cruel. “You’re mine, Amber. You’ll always be mine.”I pushed forward, desperate, but the darkness around me thickened, closing in. My legs burned, my chest ached, and then—hands. His hands. They yanked me back, fingers digging into my arms, his breath hot against my ear as he growled, “I will destroy you before I let you go.”I jerked awake, my body trembling, the room dark except for the faint glow of the city lights outside. My breath came in uneven pants, my skin damp with sweat. For a moment, I didn’t know where I was. The nightmare still clung to me, the echo of Dan’s voice making my pulse hammer wildly.Then a warm hand touched my arm.“Amber.” Liam’s voice was low, calm, pulling me back to reality. He was si
Just as we were about to leave, Liam’s phone rang. He glanced at the screen, then sighed. “It’s one of our investors,” he said, his voice tinged with frustration. “Give me a few minutes, and we’ll head out as soon as I’m done.”I nodded, and before answering the call, he leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead. The unexpected gesture sent warmth through me, but before I could process it, he was already speaking into the phone.Grabbing my iPad, I headed back to my desk and decided to keep busy while he handled business. But minutes turned into an hour, and soon, the quick phone call had escalated into a full-on conference meeting with the other investors. I caught glimpses of Liam through the glass walls of his office, his expression shifting between composed and mildly exasperated as he navigated whatever disagreement was unfolding on the call.By the time he finally emerged, the sun was dipping lower in the sky, it was almost closing hours. His tie was loosened, the top but
I stormed out of the eatery, my pulse pounding with frustration. How could I have been so foolish to believe Dan had changed? That he had finally done the one decent thing and signed the divorce papers? I should’ve known better. He was still the same manipulative cheating liar, clinging to a marriage that was long dead.He had a week. One week to sign those damn papers. If he didn’t, I was filing a petition, and I would make sure every dirty truth about him came to light.Lunch was the last thing on my mind as I walked back to the office, my appetite long gone. I needed the distraction of work, something to drown out the anger simmering inside me.Just as I settled at my desk, my phone buzzed with a message from Liam.Liam: Are you done with lunch?I typed a response, “Yeah” not seeing the need to tell him that I ended up not getting lunch.A second later, another text came in.Liam: Come to my office.Taking a steadying breath, I grabbed my phone and made my way to his office. When I
As I walked toward the restaurant, I tried to keep my emotions in check. The last thing I needed was to jinx this moment by celebrating too soon. I wasn’t free from Dan until those divorce papers were in my hands, signed and sealed. Only then would I allow myself to finally breathe.The small eatery came into view, and I pulled the door open, stepping inside. My gaze swept over the space until it landed on Dan. He was seated in a corner at the far end of the restaurant, away from the bustling lunchtime crowd. The moment his eyes met mine, his lips curved into a smile—too wide for my liking. Unease rippled through me. I couldn't remember the last time Dan had smiled at me, at least not genuinely. The only time he ever did was when we were posing for cameras, playing the perfect couple.My stomach twisted as I approached the table. Dan rose to his feet, then, to my absolute shock, he reached for a chair and pulled it out for me. My steps faltered. My gaze darted around the restaurant, h
The next morning, my phone buzzed with a text from Liam. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and smiled as I read his message: "I'll be at the hospital for a while. Go into the office without me. One of the guys will take you. I'll join later."I sent a quick response letting him know I would reschedule his meetings. Stretching in bed, I felt a warmth I hadn’t felt in years. My thoughts drifted to last night, his voice, soothing and deep, a lullaby that carried me into sleep. I sighed, letting the moment linger before reluctantly slipping out of bed.As I brushed my teeth, my gaze caught my reflection in the mirror, a soft pink coloring my cheeks. I froze my toothbrush in midair. Blushing? Over Liam? I shook my head, muttering, “Get a grip, Amber,” but even as I rinsed my mouth, I couldn’t shake the image of his smile, the way he had looked at me last night, and the feel of his hands on me. I managed to get ready for work without spending the entire morning daydreaming about Liam. When
Dan was chasing me through a dark, empty alley, his voice echoing off the walls, low and menacing."You can’t escape me, Amber. I’m never letting you go," he growled, his tone dripping with venom. "If I can’t have you, no one will."His bitter laugh ricocheted in my ears, chilling and cruel, as I ran faster, my breath hitching with each frantic step. No matter how far I pushed, the alley seemed endless, his shadow looming closer and closer.I woke up with a start, gasping for air, my body drenched in sweat. My heart pounded wildly in my chest as I sat up, clutching the blanket like it could protect me from the lingering fear. It was just a nightmare, I reminded myself, glancing around the dark room to reassure myself that Dan wasn’t there. He couldn’t hurt me anymore.Curling into a ball, I reached for the bedside lamp and turned it on. I tried to calm the storm inside me, taking deep, shaky breaths. When that didn’t work, I forced myself out of bed and stumbled to the bathroom.Standi
LiamI drove to the hospital as fast as I could, my mind racing faster than the car. The call from my mom replayed over and over in my head, her shaky voice barely coherent as she told me about Dad. I gripped the wheel tighter, trying to keep myself calm as several thoughts ran through my mind. This wasn’t his first heart attack. Over the past few years, my dad’s health had steadily declined. And every time something like this happened, a gnawing question echoed in my mind: Is this the one?When I arrived, Mom was waiting in the lobby. The moment she saw me, she threw her arms around me, her body trembling. “Liam,” she said, her voice cracking. “Oh, thank God you’re here.”I held her close, trying to absorb some of her panic. “Mom, what’s going on? What happened?”She pulled back, tears brimming in her eyes. “I found him in his study. He was holding his chest, gasping for air. I should have gone in earlier to check on him. I shouldn’t have allowed him to be in his study alone…” Her v
Just then, Brian returned a wide grin on his face and a young woman hanging on his arm. “Hey, guys!” he said, his voice cheerful as ever. “Meet Julia.”I barely caught her name, my mind still hazy as I tried to come down from the high Liam had just sent me to. I managed a polite smile, but my attention was fractured, scattered, tethered to one person and one person only, Liam.Brian and Julia slid into the booth, and casual conversation flowed between them and Liam, but I couldn’t bring myself to participate. Instead, I let my eyes, or rather, they chose linger on Liam, trying to figure out what he was doing to me.What we’d just done brought back memories of how we used to be in high school, and later, sometimes, in college before we broke up. Young, wild, free. Back then, being with Liam felt like the most natural thing in the world, like we could conquer anything together.But after I met and married Dan, all of that felt like a distant dream. But I never got any of those things I
AmberI knew I should tell him to stop. I should push him away, walk away, and do something to regain control. But I couldn’t. It was like I’d lost the ability to speak, my body betraying me in ways I didn’t fully understand.Liam’s lips brushed against my ear, his deep voice a soft, deliberate murmur. “You want me to continue, don’t you?”The way he said it sent a wave of heat crashing through me, and I felt my arousal pooling between my legs. My breath hitched, and I could hear the erratic rhythm of my own heartbeat in my ears.He seemed to unravel me with ease, and his presence alone suddenly made me forget every reason why this might be a bad idea. I didn’t care because at that moment, none of those reasons mattered.His hand inched higher, skimming the edge of my thigh as he held my gaze, his eyes dark and full of promise. “Amber,” he drawled like he was trying to control himself.I opened my mouth to speak, but instead of words, a shaky breath escaped.“Tell me to stop.” His han