$47%/
“I tried to not agree when he asked me if he could privately speak with me, but it was hard, okay?” | snapped as I shrugged his hands off my shoulders, while feeling my cheeks get filled up with color.
“Want me to let you in on a little secret?” He suddenly said, and I was forced to nce at his face once again. Staring at him like this, with barely any space between us, was making it feel almost like there wasn’t enough air here in this room anymore, when the air conditioner is literally turned on.
“What’s that?” I finally muttered as I sucked in a deep breath, breathing in a lungful of his cologne.
Do you seriously think Marco isn’t aware that you still have feelings for him?” He asked without hesitation and I gasped, my eyes widening as my hands pped over my face.
My breathing ceased in my throat at once, and I gaped at him.
“A- are you certain?” I whispered, feeling externally horrified <b>at </b>the probability that he might be aware of my true feelings.
“You just have to trust me in this situation, Addison.” He affirmed then continued before I could
respond.
“You still want him to notice you and see you in a desirable light and not that of a friend, right?”
I wanted to say no. I wanted to tell him that I wasn’t interested anymore, and that I’d leave for LA tonight, cause it was the thing a woman with a little self respect would have instantly done in my situation. However, I ended up giving a small nod while embarrassment swamped my entire insides. over the fact that I really am a pathetic person.
He nodded once before <b>shing </b>me <b>a </b>grin that had my heartbeat elerating
“Good,” he stated, then he his <b>hands </b>moved from my shoulders to my face. He cupped my face for a few seconds, then he was pulling my face <b>closer </b>and my eyes were widening, my heart flying into my throat as he brought my <b>face </b>even closer to his face, like he was about to kiss
“<b>W- </b>we’re not in public…I began to whisper, but his forehead met mine, then his lips twitched.
“<b>Rx</b>, I’m not kissing you right now. I was about to say something”
“<b>Good</b>” I muttered, my breath still feelingbored to my own ears. His forehead against mine felt warm, and his <b>breath </b><b>fanned </b><b>against </b>my <b>lips </b><b>as </b>he spoke.
11:48 Wed, 3 SeptA
“The guys are about to start a bonfire out there, and there’d be drinks and lewd games going on. We’ll go out there, and we’ll put on our A–game.”
I swallowed emptily before nodding. “Okay.”
“You’ll try to keep Marco’s out of your mind, and try to fully focus on the game. Trust that Marco’s eyes would be on you throughout.” He continued and my chest fluttered at those words.
Oh… how I really want that…
“But he said he was disappointed in me
He cut me off this time. “Just, trust me, bunny. He’s not disappointed in you. He’s just mad.”
I frowned. “Mad? Why?” I asked.
He didn’t respond, but rose to his feet in the next second, then he held a hand out to me.
“Let’s get changed. It’s definitely gonna be a long night tonight.”
Zane looked unimpressed as he looked me over after I emerged from the bathroom in what I changed into, which was a loose pair of sweatpants and arge shirt.
“What did you pack whening?” He demanded and my cheeks med.
“Comfortable clothes! What’s wrong with what I’m putting on?” I demanded and he rolled his eyes.
“We’re about to go have drinks out there. You should wear a small pair of shorts and a small top or something that would look sexy. Are you forgetting that you’re on the quest to make Marco unable to keep his eyes away from you?” He reminded me and I bit on my bottom lip as I sighed, because I had kinda forgotten about that when changing. I specifically picked these clothes because I didn’t want to wear something revealing again and have Marco be disappointed in me again.
“But what if “I was still speaking when <b>Zane </b>shook his head.
“No buts. Trust me, Addison<b>.</b>” He urged and I pursed my lips. It was hard to trust the man Marco told me was dangerous, and he didn’t/deny that when I asked him.
But beggers <b>couldn’t </b>be <b>choosers</b><b>, </b>so I sighed as I nodded.
“Okay.”
After that, I went off to change into a loose sleeveless crop top, and a pair of shorts that was too short
<b>2/4 </b>
11:48 Wed, <b>3 </b>Sept
for my liking, but Zane had whistled when i reemerged and did a little spin.
“This is perfect. It will do a very good job tonight.” He informed me while nodding and shrugging into a shirt at the same time, which he left unbuttoned.
“Aren’t you buttoning that?” I demanded and he snorted.
Nah.”
“Why?” I asked as he pocketed his phone and some other stuff. As he moved, my eyes trailed over the movement of his arms muscles in the sleeves.
“Cause I’m hot, and my tattoos are even hotter. Why should I keep this beauty hidden beneath a shirt?” He responded once his rose to his full height and focused on me.
I couldn’t stop myself from rolling my eyes as I scoffed.
“You’re so cocky.” I informed him, but the sides of his lips only twitched as he sauntered over.
“I know.” He informed me as he stopped before me, a grin ying across his lips.
I scoffed again, feeling irritated. I disliked cocky people, and I wasn’t sure I’ve ever met someone this cocky before. It was more annoying because he was actually hot, so it was more like he was very self aware, but still annoying as hell.
“You’re not even that hot.” I informed him, but he didn’t even look fazed as he began to gather his long hair together atop his head.
“Even you don’t believe that.” He stated and I rolled my eyes, folding my arms around my middle.
“You’re arrogant, cocky, annoying, and–and-“I was still speaking when he dropped his hands, his
hair in a bun behind his head.
“And yet… my kisses still make you tremble.” He stated in a calm voice and my mouth fell open as I gaped at him, unable to believe my <b>ears </b>while at the same time, color flooded my face.
“What? T–that’s not true!” I cried out, my heart pounding hard against my ribs, then I stepped back when he took a step closer to me.
“There’s no shame in reacting to my kisses, that’s quite <b>normal </b>after all, there’s no woman on earth who won’t go weak for my kisses….<b>cause </b>I’m hot.”
He stepped even closer, and his hand settled on my waist, which he used to dragged me closer till I was flushed <b>against </b>him.
11:48 Wed, 3 Sept<b>▲ </b>
“And that’s not me being cocky, it’s just facts.”
47%
I was breathing hard as I managed to shove him away from me, but I had a feeling he <b>was </b>the one that. let me push him away.
“Well, I- I’m not like those women. Your kisses are quite nd to me, and if it wasn’t for the front we have to keep up in front of everyone, I definitely won’t let myself kiss you.” I hurled at him, my heart. racing hard as I red at him.
His gaze slid over me for a moment before he rolled his eyes. “Rx, bunny. I was just joking.”
I red at him. “Stop with that ridiculous nickname.”
I was still feeling annoyed over that exchange which we just had, and my heart was still racing hard, cause I hated to admit it, but he hadn’t been wrong. I did react to those kisses of his. It was hard not to, when he kisses like he knew what he was doing.
I reminded myself that this was just for the next few days, then it would be over, and by then, the wedding would have hopefully been called off, and I’d be with Marco by then.
I pulled the door of our bedroom open and was about to step out when he suddenly scooped me up into his arms, making me squeal in shock as my arms scrambled for purchase on his shoulders while gaped at him.
“For the public.” He exined before I could speak. “Going down like this would make it seem like we’re really obsessed with each other.”
I bit at the inside of my cheeks and slowly nodded, my throat feeling dry as I responded.
“Okay”
His eyes bored into <b>mine</b><b>, </b>making me feel a little unnerved, and so I averted my gaze, feeling super aware of his hand digging into my thighs and the other firmly wrapped around my waist, while he held me flushed <b>against </b>his naked chest which felt hot, and like it was burning through the thin material of my crop top.
Thi
E
Comment