He's My Past, My Passion
rry me. Tears blinded my vision, my fingers tr
you're listening to this, it means I'm
red my car and drove, still dial
ed someone to talk to. Please call
ou'. His words e
are of my baby while I was away.'
e and no one could hear me. My hands still on the ste
front of an exclusive bar. I didn't drink but maybe I needed
Alina said I looked younger than age plus my petite frame just m
cohol you have, please.
e scrutinizing look a
my ID card on the counter.
with the law." His face went apolog
f drinks was professionally smooth. I wat
e leave the house for parties or fun moments except for when
it before me.
te him with a smile of my own, it got teary. I threw my head back
ept entertaining me with d
playing grated my ears but it also disrupted my
." I passed my empty g
ive her
rned my head to meet a pair of familiar green eyes that
the high chair as sh
embarrassing face plant on the coun
make turn the knees of any woman to jelly. That voice
illed head, trying to sh
red, struggling
at me like he was just seeing me for the first
standing before me had done to me five years ago. And what Dylan ha
" I tried to away from h
it aged at all, Will Sanders, the richest business man in the country and
el alcohol-accepting system, my stomach churned. Nausea gripp
naged to say,
rms as he carried me away from the bar while I battled the u
y from alcohol. My system
rame. He dropped me before a clean toilet bowl.
ited for me to finish. I felt a b
my shirt. I stopped him
I haven't seen." The glint in his eyes was enough warning for
. Gently, he bathed me, scrubbed my body. His
d to, little doll?" His voice w
n't come out as fi
nipple. An embarrassing
er Dylan, I didn't think it was possible to react
e whispered in ear, as his finger found its way be
ol and lust, I wrapped my hand around
He groaned in
. He joined me in the bath tub. His m
my legs and threw back my hea
n the big tub and had me atop him.
ike old times." He in
I saddled him and lowered myself on his bulg