All Chapters of Stealing the Heart of Mr. Steele: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

As Atlas guides me deeper into the house I begin to wonder if this was a good idea after all. Here we are in his big dark mansion. Alone.Anything could happen.But do I want it to?As I feel the electric touch of his hand on mine I realize I do. I want to know what it feels like to be with Atlas Steele, not as a foggy memory, but as someone he loves and cherishes. As soon as we enter the kitchen, he begins opening cupboards and looking in the pantry and fridge for supplies. "Do you like omelets? I know you probably haven't had dinner, but I feel a bit more like breakfast and eggs are easy and quick to cook."When he sees my approval, he begins chopping and dicing. I try to help but he slaps my hand away. Kissing me gently, he orders me to sit down at the little eat-in kitchen nook while he cooks for the two of us. I'm about to say no, but the look he gives me makes everything in me clench. "No," he insists leaving no room for argument. "I'm treating you."When the omelets are don

[Cordelia] "Do you think," he kisses my lips, "you can stay awake," he makes his way down my neck as I hold onto his shoulders. "Long enough," his lips find my breast again and I almost come undone in his arms, "for me to kiss every inch of your body?" "I don't know," I answer honestly, out of breath between kissing and moaning. "But I want to try." Chuckling, he reaches under my bottom and runs me up the stairs. Kicking open the door with a bit too much force, the lock breaks, and a piece of the door falls with a clank. "That never worked right anyway," he laughs as he sets me down. "What if someone walks in?" I look back in shock at the door that is no longer able to stay all the way shut. Atlas is alot stronger than I realized. I guess all that time he spent in the gym avoiding me paid off. "I'm serious, Atlas. April could walk in on us," I have a hard time focusing on the problem at hand now that Atlas has my shirt open and it is falling around my waist. "I don't car

[Cordelia]We fell asleep in each other's arms only to wake up a few hours later, sore, hungry, and dirty. We both had long days before going to bed and now that we both have made a thorough mess of the bed and one another. Atlas laughs when I bring up the point that his bed is now far too messy to sleep in. "I know it might sound crazy, but I do know how to make a bed."When we are done in the shower, he helps me into one of his silk pajama shirts. It is several sizes too big, fitting me more like a dress, but considering I have nothing else to sleep in, and it smells like his soap, I do not mind. As I lean against the wall, my body tired, I watch as he remakes his bed with fresh sheets, fluffing the pillows to make me a mini tower of comfort next to him.Atlas holds out his hand to invite me to sleep with him, and I feel my heart flutter with nerves. Even though moments before we were just washing one another after making love, I feel shy at the prospect of sleeping next to him. At

[Cordelia] "That's not what happened," Atlas protests, his lips small and tight. "Cordelia and I are..." "I don't need the details," Angelica covers her eyes with her hands as she folds in half, moaning as she rocks herself from side to side. "Fucked, made love, whatever you call it, Atlas. Does it matter? You still betrayed me." Stunned, I stand there, not sure what I should do. One moment she was threatening me, and now she's a sobbing mess. If I tell Atlas the truth while she's like this, my actions will look cold and cruel. "Angelica," There is a softness in his voice that wasn't there before as he sits down next to her. He rubs her back, making soothing sounds. "I know this must be hard for you to see us together.” Atlas doesn't look up once to see how I am handling all of this. He is only focused on Angelica and her pain. I can't keep going this way, living my life at the mercy of Angelica's whims. Atlas seems to have forgotten that none of this is our fault, incl

[Cordelia]Atlas' willingness to be more open about our relationship is both exciting and terrifying. I love that he loves me and that he wants to let everyone else know about it, but at what cost? I don't like how cavalier he is about how it might be perceived by others. What kind of man is engaged to one girl, marries her little sister, divorces her, finds his first love, is engaged to her, and cheats on that true love with her pregnant little sister?I can't shake the feeling that this is all going to come back and bite us in the backside while we are not paying attention. Even with my fears, I can smell Atlas on my skin and I can't help but feel joy. This morning has been rough and heartbreaking in many ways, but the night before was magic. I saw a side of Atlas that I was completely blind to before and something happened that I thought was impossible.I fell in love with my ex-husband.I thought I loved him before. I wanted to love him so badly. But Angelica was right about one