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It was the next day after Apollo came into my room and gave me pleasure in ways I didn’t think possibile, thadn’t gotten any deep at alt last right. All I could think about was his mouth and hands all over my body. Between my legs still tingled from having his tongue all inside
The memory does something to me that I cannot even begin to describe in words,
I shiver. I never knew there was something that could make me feel that good, I kind of understood now why women threw themselves at him even though they knew it was just for one night.
I can’t believe I’m even admitting something like that to myself. For years, I’ve despised how women behaved around him.
I stare at my flashed cheeks in the mirror. I couldn’t believe what had happened between us last night. I was still shocked that he’d even shown up. I expected him to stay at that dinner with Jada and his mother discussing plans about their engagement ceremony. Not once, did I think I would open my room door and see my step brother waiting for me.
My call must have been the reason that he rushed back home to me. More proof that Apollo did in fact have feelings and was only pushing me away because of his mother.
Things could have possibly gotten further last night between us if my mother hadn’t interrupted us. At least Apollo had locked the door, if he hadn’t, she would have surely caught us in the act
1 bury my face against my hands. I knew that I would never forget what happened between us last night. Those were memories that would haunt me for the rest of my life, especially if Apollo ended up marrying someone else.
Linstantly felt pain in my chest at that thought. Part of me still hopes that last night could maybe change his mind about us and our future. I wanted him to at least try and fight for us instead of giving up before we had a chance to be together
Why couldn’t I just say those words to him? Why was it that anytime he was next to me, I forgot all about everything I wanted to say?
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Isabella storms into my room, her expression brimming with curiosity. “How’s my beautiful sister this morning?” she asks cheerfully.
Just as I’m about to respond, she steps closer, scrutinizing my face for clues. “Something happened last night after I left, didn’t it?”
[frown, puzzled. “What are you taking about!”
Her eyes light up with excitement as she interrogates me. “Come on, spill it! Did Apollo call you back and make things right?”
She has no clue about the lengths Apollo went to last night, but I don’t intend to share the details with her. I knew that my sister would exaggerate the details and I didn’t want to have to deal with that right nom.
“He didn’t call or message me,” I reply
Her face falls, disappointment flashing in her eyes.
“But he did show up at my dear,” I blurt out, knowing that this would change her mood completely
Her eyes widen, and she pulls me closer, eager for details. “He came here last night? How did he get here so quickly? Wasn’the sup
his hometown need all of the details and I don’t want you to leave anything out!”
Inad, feeling slightly breathless as I recall everything that took place. “I’m not sure how he got here so quickly. But he did.
to be back in
“Wow!” she gasps, her enthusiasm bubbling over. “This is wild! I knew he had feelings for you, but showing up that fast after your call! That means a lot!
He must have left that dinner the minute he realized how upset you were.”
I shrug, uncertain, “don’t know. He didn’t mention anything about the dinner”
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Her brow furrows, “So, what did you two talk about if you didn’t discuss the dinner?”
My cheeks heat up at her question, and her eyes widen even more
“You didn’t talk at all, did you?” she exclaims. “Because you two were busy with other things.”
She covers her mouth, torn between celebration and disbelief, I can see that she’s also slightly grossed out considering she was talking about her sister and step brother.
tion. “We never got a chance to talk because our mom interrupted
“Treally don’t want to talk about it.” I sap, feeling a mix of embarrassment and irritation, us. She knocked on the deer, and Apollo jumped out the window”
I can see the amusement dancing in Isabella’s eyes. She’s relishing this a bit too much for my comfort.
“can’t imagine how she would react if she caught you two together,” she admits. “She thinks you hate each other.”
Ionce had a strong dislike for him, but hate? No, that’s too harsh.
“Where is he now?” she asks, glancing out the window. “I didn’t see his car outside.”
I shrug again. “He didn’t come in his car last night. Ever since he jumped from my window, he hasn’t returned, and I haven’t tried calling him.”
She sighs. “He has a knack for disappearing doesn’t he?”
Yes, he does. Just when we start getting closer, he always pulls away.
I’m about to reply when I hear the familiar sound of Apollo’s car approaching. My heart skips a beat. he was out last night.
eat. This meant that he did manage to get h
et his car while
“That’s him, isn’t it?” Isabella asks, her voice tinged with excitement. I don’t even need to check, I’ve heard that car enough to recognize it instantly. It’s
not something I’m proud of
Nerves start to bubble as pace my room. Aber last night, what will even say to him! Things might be awkward between us.
“Are you going to greet him?” my sister prods, wiggling her eyebrows playfully.
Why does she love teasing me so much? |
She’s right, though. I do want to see him.
“Don’t follow me.“I war her. Tean’t have her making me more anxious in front of Apollo. I need to face him alone.
She rolls her eyes, foigning disappointment. “If you want to keep me away from all the fun, I guess I’ll have to bet you go. But i hope when you need my help, you keep me away like you’re doing now!”
Ignoring her, brush down the stairs, trying not to make too much noise. The last thing I want is for Apollo to see just how excited I am to see him
When I reach the bottom of the stairs, we lock eyes. He looks at me, and I can feel his thoughts lingering on last night as he slowly takes in my appearance, dragging his gaze down my body.
I try not to shiver but fail miserably. Part of me wants to jump forward into his arms and continue where we stopped.
“Hi” I whisper, feeling a mix of nerves and hope,
He steps closer, tilting his head to get a better look at my lace
“About last night—
But his words are interrupted as my stepfather barges in. “Son!”
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We both pull apart, startled
“Yes?” Apollo replies, turning to lace him. I can tell that he really wants to get me alone and have a conversation about last night. However, whatever it is his father needs to tell him, seems to be important. Even I’m curious to know what it is about
“Your mother just called me,” he informs him.
I notice Apollo’s shoulders immediately tense at the mention of his mother’s name. This was something that has been happening a lot lately.
“What did she say?” he asks, concern evident in his voic
What happened after he left the dinner? Did they have an argument? Did he give his mother a reason for leaving and did she make a problem because of it? I never got the chance to ask.
“I would have liked to get this news from you instead of your mother but I’m too happly to scold you!”
“What are you getting at?” Apollo asks and I can tell that he’s getting more anxious.
My stepfather smiles, pulling his son in for a warm hug, He pats him on the back affectionately. “Congratulations, my son. I am so happy for you”
| freeze.
Congratulations?
