He's My Past, My Passion
rough the sleepy part of my brain, n
esult of the throbbing in my head. Where was
incing a little at the abrupt movem
e. Dylan. His ex, Melisse.
d and I was
ng. I reached out for it
I'd call Alina later. For now, I just needed
room with just a towel
the outline of his muscular,
ran from his neck down to his upp
ince the last time. It was a fa
lack and fu
see?" Humor dan
ed away. "What ha
nd you?" A smirk made a
g sex with a drunk, married
ed the sheets around me, remembering I
towel. He raised my chin with h
e, as though he was trying to fish o
his hand away and went
picked my phone, my car
ll?" He pulled me back, his voice cau
yed breath. "Let go
. I want to s
ou again! You do not just barge into my life after what you did five years ago! Whatever happened last night was a mi
test." His cockiness i
!" I curled my fists,
." He repeated, ignoring
ped my throat. "Stay t
as fast as could. I blanked my mind,
r it takes, I won't lose you again."
n again, he had not asked me to come drink away my sorrows and pain in a
ars that had escaped from
rang. It
the red
utton when I saw it was Alina. I made sure I
g? Do you need me to come?" Her soft, caring voice wa
my mind. I needed to go home first and think
rong. I'm on my way. Are you home?"
. The best friend anyo
ared with Dylan come into view. Without meaning to, I
I was walking
spotted Melisse sitting as
and smirk
e same way emotions attacked me when I'd spotted her in that
but now it's min
she quickly got up and ran
l fucking end you, you
ng away from me. "Dylan!
from behind. "
cheat!" I struggled
re divorced." He uttered still refus
aw I was no longer being violent, he released me. I f
d brought a file of documents
years of abandoning everything, including my dream and e
y resounded in my head.
but a substitute? You married me while you waited for her?"
-over. She had obviously sp
ylan who was still extend
eyes were sincerely apologetic. "I want
ding hurt me all the more but I refused to shed a
he pen he provided, and within