Elodie's POV It's funny the things you don't care to remember. It's often the same things we take for granted. The smell of your favorite coffee in the morning to the names of streets you've known since childhood. Even the mindless path through an apartment you never felt anything but resentful for
"So what's first?""The office building. It's apartments now." I nodded, nothing coming to mind about the former place. Instead, it was just another blank space I was frustrated to have to fill. "But right now...there's something I want to know..." He asked before wiping the corner of my mouth with
The answer came when he parked the car at the edge of a campground. Hidden beneath a selection of trees with low branches, he turned to back it up and set it still before shutting off the engine. "I saw some blankets-" I pounced. Unabashed and needy, I came over to his lap and he accepted me willin
"I want to be how you like. In any position. Every position. For hours...For-""Stop...please..." He breathed deeply while throwing his head on the seat behind him. "Touch me, Grey." It was this single instruction that sent his fingers inside my panties and against me. He found my aching pulse as i
Grey's POV Regret from weakness kept me awake last night. I replayed every moment in my mind in such repetition that I was throbbing until she woke up against me. Each time, I thought of how I should have pulled away and denied my desperations that could cloud her judgment when the memories returne
"He hugged me but it was so cold. He explained it away by saying he didn't want to rush me." I clenched my jaw. Elodie was and always has been an alluring woman. A spitfire that many men would see as a well-worthy challenge, myself included. It would be wishful thinking to imagine Henry didn't touch
Elodie's POV We’ve been sitting here in complete silence for what felt like the last hour. The hallowed ground beneath the car felt like molasses by the time my soles met with the terrain. Stiff and familiar, I began to apply pressure before ultimately leaning back against the grill of the truck. E
"You don't have to do this, Elodie. We can leave here, Chicago, make a life." "What are you afraid of? That it'll be for nothing? That I'll remember even more things about you?" "I'm terrified of what remembering everything that happened to you will do to you. You've been through more than you eve