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Her words sliced deeper than I expected.
She looked away, wiping her own tears now.“I knew what this was.I said I could handle it.”
“But?”
“I didn’t think it’d feel like this.”
I backed up, heart hammering like I’d just been shot.I bent, picked up my jeans, combed my hair with my fingers.
“You want me gone?”
She didn’t answer.
So I did what I always fucking do.
I left.
And this time, it wasn’t the wind on my ride home that stung my eyes.It was the truth.
I was burning everything I touched, and Ember?
She was starting to burn me back.
But I wasn’t in my bed an hour before she showed up at my door.
“Ready for more?”I asked her.
She answered me with a kiss.
Chapter 17
Ember
I never wanted to be someone’s dirty secret.Especially not his.
Villain wasn’t just a man.He was a storm in denim and leather, and I’d walked straight into the eye of it thinking I could come out untouched.
I was wrong.
I sat on the edge of his bed, our bed lately, his scent still on my skin, the ache between my thighs still raw from the way he’d taken me last night like he couldn’t get deep enough.But in the morning, when the shadows cleared, and the whiskey wore off, he always turned into a ghost.
A cold, beautiful ghost who never said the things I wanted to hear.
I gripped the pregnancy test tighter in my palm, the plastic biting into my skin.I’d taken another one.Then another.All the same result.
Pregnant.
And I didn’t know if the baby belonged to the man I used to love or the one currently wrecking my body and my damn heart.
When he walked in, shirtless, hair wet from a shower, I barely looked up.
“You stayed last night,” he said like it surprised him.
“You asked me to,” I replied.
He gave a little nod, then grabbed a towel and started drying his hair like we were just roommates or strangers.Like he hadn’t buried his face between my thighs and whispered my name like a man begging a god he didn’t believe in.
“I need to tell you something,” I said, standing.
