CLAIRE I thought I could find solace in the fact that Regal wouldn't be able to get to me anymore. I wouldn't have to endure his unprecedented visits to the office. I wouldn't have to tolerate his threats. Maybe you're just relieved that you wouldn't have to tell Asher that he's your ex husband. An important discussion that you're consciously evading. I was aware that it was hypocritical of me especially because I knew that we had agreed that we would be honest with each other. But I couldn't seem to get it out. Telling him about Regal would eventually lead to him finding out that I'm nothing but damaged.I was in a fix. I couldn't bring myself to tell him the truth but at the same time, I couldn't fully embrace the idea of letting him go. I could feel his soft breath against my neck. It was obvious that he was still asleep. He plastered me tightly to him like I was some sort of captive who had intentions of escaping. I couldn't breathe without breathing the scent of him. I didn't m
ASHER I felt Claire’s hand tighten in mine, her fingers curling slightly. The irritation that surged through me was almost electric. Liah’s timing—always perfect, always at the worst possible moment. It was as if she had a sixth sense for when to show up and wreck everything.I didn’t want to look at her, but I couldn’t help it. She stood there, one leg crossed over the other, her posture so controlled, like she belonged here. The faint, almost mocking smile on her lips only added to the frustration building in my chest. “I wasn’t aware your home was off-limits,” Liah said, her voice slow and dripping with a mix of sweetness and sarcasm. The pout she gave was exaggerated, meant to be cute, but there was an edge to it that I didn’t like one bit. Her eyes flicked toward Claire, studying her, then back to me. "After all, you and I used to—"I clenched my jaw, willing myself not to snap. The last thing I wanted was for her to finish that sentence. “Don’t finish that sentence,” I said t
CLAIRERegal’s words haunted me. The taunting look in his eyes was something that I wasn't sure that I would be able to forget. I was certain that the universe had sent him to haunt me. I was more than certain that was the case.I closed my head and sighed. I couldn't shake off the feeling that he was right. I couldn't keep running from the truth forever. I closed my eyes and sighed. It was becoming more and more difficult to ignore the lump that was beginning to form at the back of my throat. The more I tried to focus, The more the anxiety swept up the remaining thread of composure that I had left. Wasn't he supposed to be in prison? Wasn't he supposed to be facing law charges. Regardless of whether he was supposed to be in prison or not, it didn't divulge from the fact that I was supposed to tell Asher the truth.I wanted to go to bed and preferably not wake up the next morning, but I couldn't keep running away forever. “Hey,” my attention reverted back to the present moment as As
CLAIREMy eyes fluttered open as I sensed Asher's warmth. I wanted to believe that JH was a figment of imagination, and it could easily be my mind conjuring up things since I craved his presence so much. I closed my eyes, sighed, and turned to face Asher’s empty bedside. His scent became stronger. My eyes flew open, and my lips parted open in surprise as my eyes caught his. I don't know how long he's been awake. My cheeks flushed with color as I thought about how long he might have been watching me. He was here, and somehow I wanted to believe that it was a figment of my imagination. After what happened yesterday, I was convinced that it would only be a matter of time before he let me know that he wanted nothing to do with me. “Hi,” he said quietly.I closed my eyes. Somehow the words were stuck on the tip of my tongue. Somehow I couldn't even come up with the right thing to say. My heart was soaring wildly within the confines of my chest. Hope. I felt it a lot of times to recogni
CLAIREI couldn't stop thinking about the look in Asher's eyes. Every inch of my body awakened each time my mind went to it. It was impossible to do anything else. Every inch of my body awakened each time I thought about how he confessed that he couldn't keep his hands off me. I knew that the both of us were on a tough path, but at least it was another sign to stay hopeful.I closed my eye and got out of the car almost immediately. I needed to stop thinking about Asher for the time being. I wasn't going to be able to attend to all that I had to today if I kept on thinking about his bare torso.As I headed closer to my office, dread engulfed me. This was certainly not the day where I had the mental capacity to tolerate Asher. I closed my eyes and sighed, and I breathed with relief when I spotted no one waiting for me by the door. I closed my eyes and sighed. It was indeed a great relief. “Good morning, miss. I've been expecting you,” Ella smiled at me. I wasn't really in the best of
CLAIREIt was a good thing that I had a very firm practice of keeping my temper on a leash. The sight of Liah seated comfortably on the chair from across made me want to lung out in frustration. I was exhausted from feeling so many intense emotions in a day. Everything about her irritated me, right from the sight of her perfect legs to the cold, sassy smile on her face. My headache intensified and I inhaled deeply to at least regain composure because my anger was already beginning to rise to the surface. “I'm not sure I'm going to need your forgiveness for anything. I'm also certain that you're imposing on my private time. So if you're done spewing your BS. You can as well leave my office,” I said. I gave myself a mental pat on the back for sounding unbothered.I could have almost sworn that I saw irritation flash through her eyes, and when I looked again, the same smug smile still remained on her face.When she remained on the chair, making no attempt to move, I raised an eyebrow a
CLAIREThe proximity between us evaporated as he clutched my face tenderly in his hands. My breathing heightened. I was still trying to recover from the heat of his kiss. I was drowning in the heat that threatened to consume me. My hands were on fire as soon as I realized they were still placed across his torso. It was impossible to concentrate. “I've been waiting for you all day. I thought you were going to take forever to get back home. Get back home to me,” his voice drifted into a whisper as he placed his head against mine.I closed my eyes. My heart was threatening to give way from my body. I couldn't breathe, but it was a good kind of discomfort. “I've been thinking about you all day too. I-” I paused as my eyes watered with tears. I was terrified that Asher was going to see me in a more vulnerable state than he has ever seen me in his life. I wondered if it was the right time to be vulnerable with him. I closed my eyes. I needed to breathe. I need to pause every negative thou
CLAIRE“So what's in it for her?” Asher asked after a few seconds of silence.“That's the thing,” I told him, “I have no idea, and I can't seem to figure it out.” “That's very strange...and suspicious. Liah wanting to help someone for no reason? That's practically impossible, to be honest. The Liah I know wouldn't be caught dead doing someone a favor without getting a single thing in return.” He went back to massaging my scalp. It was more of him running his fingers absentmindedly through my hair while he spoke than it was a massage. "Well, I don't think it's for no reason. She kind of said she might be doing this for you when I asked what she would get out of it.” “Oh, that definitely sounds more believable. So what exactly did she ask for?”My body tensed up a little bit as I thought of answering his question, and he seemed to notice. “Anything wrong? You seen tense. What did Liah tell you?” He placed a hand on my shoulder gently, and I started to feel slightly relaxed. Then I r
CLAIRE Awkward silence lingered between the both of us for a moment. It was like we were unable to say anything else after that. My heart raced within the confines of my chest as I waited for his reaction. I closed my eyes and sighed. I was exhausted and I wasn't sure that I was emotionally strong to endure another fight.“You're really not going to say anything?You're just going to keep quiet and be silent,’’ I finally broke the silence between us when I couldn't find it within me to endure it any longer. He remained silent as he headed over to the pool and settled down on the edge of the pool. He dipped his legs in and ran his fingers through his hair. I could feel the irration radiation from him in waves and I was unable to say or do anything about it. I struggled for the right thing to say. I could feel the words on the tip of my tongue but no matter how I tried. It was almost as if I wouldn't be able to get anything right. I was caught in-between the need to go back into the
CLAIRE “There's nothing to talk to you about,” the tone of my voice came off as cold and dismissive and no regret accompanied after. All I wanted to do was to be rid of his presence so I could make my way over to Asher. I closed my eyes to put my emotions under composure. I watched something flash across his eyes at the tone of my dismissal and I felt nothing whatsoever. I didn't feel the fear that I would usually feel each time I looked at him. All I felt was discomfort and irritation rising to the surface of my skin. I held back any insult that might have been stuck on my tongue. This wasn't the time to get into any arguments. “I know. After last night, I realized-” he paused like he was rethinking his words. I watched as the hurt flashed through his eyes as he held my gaze and I felt surprised. The Regal that I knew didn't care about anyone but himself. He didn't bother to think about the impact that his decisions might have on his emotions. He didn't care about anything else.
CLAIRE “I'll have you know that you're abnormally quiet. When you wanted us to join them for breakfast. I was getting the idea that you were beginning to feel better. Asher shifted the stray strand of hair that almost fell into my eyes as I laid back on the bed. The soft surface of the bed was comforting, and at least I had the luxury of time to relax.I closed my eyes and sighed. I was exhausted as I closed the small distance between Asher and me. In these past few days that passed by, he was the only thing that made sense. The only thing that stopped me from running out of my damn mind. If not, I doubted that I would be able to keep it together. I nuzzled my nose in the nape of his neck and sighed. He smelled divine. As usual. “I am better. I just wished I had the power to just make them disappear, you know,” I said as I furrowed my eyebrow slightly. “When I accepted Liah into the house. I was only doing it because I didn't want you to go through the stress of the tantrums that
CLAIRE Dinner at the dining table was awkward. Silence lingered between all of us at the table. The mint tea had dulled my headache earlier, so my appetite had returned. Not fully, but enough to put something in my stomach. Liah stared at me like she couldn't recognize me. I ignored her. I wasn't really in the mood to exchange comebacks, and if she made any attempt to get under my skin,. Then I was going to let her because I didn't know what else I could do. I closed my eyes and sighed for a short moment. I scanned my mind for whatever fun activity Asher and I could do. Our vacation was already coming to an end, and there were only two days left before we would return back home to our busy schedule. I didn't want to spend the rest of the days indulging in the drama that seemed to generate whenever Annabelle and Liah were present. I wasn't going to be indulging them. Not when there was so little time. “Do you feel better now?” Annabelle broke the silence between us. I was speechless
CLAIRE I groaned as I turned around. All I could feel was the loud pounding in my head. I turned around to see Asher staring at me with a small smile on his face. I was disconcerted for a short moment. My eyes were half closed. I raised my eyes to the clock. It was well into the afternoon. “How long have I been out?” I said. His fingers tenderly traveled through the strands of my hair. My eyes fluttered closed at the tenderness of his touch. I leaned into him. I cringed as the pounding in my head intensified. I closed my eyes for a brief moment. “I feel like I'm in hell,” I muttered under my breath as I relaxed my head against his chest while his arms wound around me almost immediately. “Trust me when I tell you that it could have been worse if you hadn't been hydrated yesterday,” he said. Before I could say anything in return, I felt the bile rise in the back of my throat. I quickly stepped down from the bed and rushed into the bathroom as far as I could. I closed my eyes and
CLAIREI could feel my heart screaming in disappointment as Asher pulled away. I captured his face in-between my hands and leaned forward to kiss him but he pulled away before I could. I felt the ache in the pit of my stomach and brows furrowed. Even if I was drunk, I could still feel the pain in my heart. I was tired and exhausted from being outside for so long and having a squabble with Annabelle and my stupid ex husband but for some reason, I couldn't seem to drag my attention away from the throbbing in-between my thighs. I wanted him. No. I needed him. “I'm not going to repeat this again. You're sober and you need rest. I'm not going to take advantage of this situation. You're drunk and your emotions are all over the place,” he said softly. I blinked in surprise. I didn't know what to reply that exactly. I was caught in-between convincing him or letting it go. I settled for the first. I leaned into him, wrapping my arms around his neck to steady myself. “I'm not drunk, I promi
CLAIRE “Take it easy. You've had too much to drink. I knew giving you more cocktails was a bad idea. Asher steadied me gently as I almost staggered in the other direction. His hand wound around my waist, and for some reason, I leaned into him. Everything was a blur. We had been drinking, and we had been laughing at the spot on the rooftop with so much to drink at Lance's diner. Lance couldn't come around because he had been busy and occupied by the customers that he had. And I couldn't blame him. I didn't blame him. It was such a busy night. I closed my eyes and sighed in satisfaction. The chicken wings and the tacos were literally the best that I had ever tasted. And I ate until I was sure that there was no space left in my stomach, and I insisted that we stay back and have some more cocktails. Of course, Asher had a weakness for my request, so he agreed, and now here I was. Barely able to keep it together, but it wasn't a problem because he was always there to hold me. “Everywh
CLAIRE Evening approached, and Asher insisted he wasn't going to be in the same room with him while I got changed. I didn't blame him. Neither did I see the need to argue. I knew if he remained here, dinner would be next to a no, and we wouldn't be able to get anything afterwards. I didn't want to be sentenced to dinner with my sister and the other dreadful company. I was almost done. I had taken time to get ready. The warm bath was nothing short of soothing. I smelled of lavender and, well, Asher, because I used his shampoo. I was certain that he would mind that I smelled like me. I settled for packing my hair into a messy bun; my makeup was minimal. My face is almost bare with nothing but mascara, a lip tint, and slight blush. I ended up settling for a sundress. The weather seemed to be hot. So I guess it was going to have to do. I turned around, and my shoulders flinched in fright at the sight of Asher leaning casually against the doorway. He laughed when he noticed how startle
CLAIRE “Isn't that the whole point of it? For me to concentrate?” He raised an eyebrow at me. I could tell that his gaze lingered a little bit longer on the sight of me in the short dress. I observed how he clenched the sides of the sketch paper. Like he was holding on to it for dear life. I closed my eyes and sighed. The excitement that I felt made my heart flutter a little. The effect almost left me breathless. “Well, I guess you'd have to thank me for teaching you some self-control then. Won't you?” I smirked at him. “Should I be worried that you're becoming devious with each day that passes by?” He said as he looked at me. His brows were slightly furrowed, but the smile on his face was evident. I didn't know what to make of it. The sexual tension that lingered between the both of us made the air slightly heavy. My heart raced from the effect. It was becoming more and more difficult to breathe. It was becoming even more difficult to drift my mind away from what would happen if