Addison
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“Coming over?” I breathed out, my heart pounding hard against my ribs. Right now, I’d be lying if I im to not be shocked out of my mind. I was just settling into the hotel I checked into when I started getting calls from Zane. The first call I got from him made my heart flutter hard, cause at that moment, I had been thinking of him. Then I felt irritated causes he literally bailed out on me, so I ignored all his calls till he texted me.
And now, he was apparentlying over.
“B- but why?” I asked, my voice sounding high pitched to my own ears as I sat up even more.
“Do I need to have a reason?” He shot back and I swallowed emptily, my heart pounding against my ribs. It was at the tip of my tongue to ask him to get lost. When I needed him throughout today at the wedding, he was nowhere to be found, but now he was calling me and saying that he wasing over.
However, after all that I went though today, I wanted a hug so bad. I wanted a lot more than that, but a hug would do wonders. I might refuse to admit it: I might still be mad at Zane, but I couldn’t deny that I wanted to see him right now. Just listening to his voice had managed to calm my unsettled thoughts a little.
“Bunny?” He called out and I swallowed emptily as my heart jumped right into my throat, and I had to get to my feet and start pacing around as I gripped the phone tighter.
“Don’t call me that anymore, we’re already done with our pretense, remember?” I mumbled, my voice sounding weak to my own ears.
He hummed and spoke again. “Where are you? Still on the ind?”
I shook my head as I responded. “No, not anymore,”
“So, where are you?”
“In a hotel.” I muttered and he hummed again, the sound making my heart race. I had gotten so used to that sound that I was <i>so </i>certain I’d recognize it in my dreams.
“Give me the address.”
He didn’t even sound like he was begging a little, it was like an order, and I ended up rattling it off before I could stop myself.
“I’ll be there in a bit.” He said then the call disconnected, and I was left gaping at the phone while my heart raced hard.
I felt extremely shaken to the core, still unable to believe that call just happened. I had thought that
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I’d not get to see him again, and I had cursed him out so much after getting this hotel room. But now, it turns out he’s already on his way here right now, and my heartbeat picked up once again, while my stomach clenched tightly with anticipation and excitement.
Why was I feeling excited? I should still be annoyed… and I still am. However I’d just be lying if I acted like I wasn’t looking forward to seeing him one more time before we part ways.
When a knock sounded on my hotel door, I exhaled slowly and schooled my expression into a scowl as I pulled the door open. He was right there in the doorway, in all his sexy glory. The tank top he had on revealed the sleeves of his tattoos and the material of his top stretched over his pecs, and I had to tear my eyes away from the insanely hot sight to stare and nced up at his face.
“Are you gonna let me in? Or, are you just gonna undress me out here?” He drawled in that familiar, teasing drawl and my eyes widened as color filled my cheeks at once.
“What? Undressing you?!” I hurled at him as I scowled at him even more.
“You bailed out on me, on today of all days!” I gritted out, my lips pursed in a thin line. When his eyes trail down my body, I felt my face me up, cause I was ded in a pair of shorts and a top with spaghetti hands.
When his eyes met with mine, he clicked his tongue before speaking. “Something important came up.”
I nched. “That’s it? You aren’t gonna apologize?”
He arched a brow and folded his hands this time. “Why do I have to do that? I didn’t do anything wrong.”
My mouth fell open in disbelief, cause I couldn’t believe my ears.
When he still didn’t say anything, I let out a scoff and mmed the door in his face, or tried to- cause he managed to shove his shoe between the door before it could fullyp.
“Please leave.” I tell him as I got the door open again, funny intending on shoving him away then closing the door. I realized my mistake when he smoothly stepped past me and walked right into the hotel room.
I was so angry that it felt like I might explode, and on whirling around, I pointed behind me. “Get
out,”
“No.” He crooned as he folded his hands, leaning against a wall and looking so rxed that it made me more annoyed, cause I was anything but rxed right now. My heartbeat was all over the ce and my stomach was clenching tightly since I pulled the door open minutes ago.
I had no choice but to close the <i>door </i>behind me to avoid strangers from peering in while walking past, then I pointed a hand at him.
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“Seriously, Zane, why are you here?”
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This time, he shrugged a little. “I’m not even sure. I guess I came to check in on you before moving
off to LA.”
I rolled my eyes. So he didn’te to apologize.
I pointed behind me. “Well, you’ve seen me, haven’t you? You can leave now then,”
When he pushed off the wall and headed in my direction, I thought he’d actually listen to me and was about to leave, however, that train of thought changed when he stepped right into my personal space. My eyes widened, my heart flying into my throat as I inched backward till the door was pressed against my back. He closed the distance between us, his hands settling on the spots by my head.
‘Maybe I don’t wanna leave just yet,” he finally spoke as he stared down at me and I swallowed emptily as my heart pounded away even more.
‘W- why?” I whispered, my voice breaking a little.
nstead of resounding, his fingers tilted my chin up so that I was fully staring at him right now.
How did you do today?” He asked, voice soft,pletely catching me off guard.
swallowed emptily just as he continued. “Was it really bad?”
guess that was what did it, the softness in his voice, and those intense eyes which seemed to see ight into my soul. That managed to crack the wall I had managed to put over my emotions today and I felt my chest start to hurt while my eyes start to sting.
I was still determined <i>to </i>not cry, so I cleared my throat and shook my head.
‘No, it- it was okay…” even as I breathed out that lie, I ended up trailing off just as a teardrop rolled down my face<i>. </i>
Feeling mortified, I tried shoving at his chest and ncing away, but he didn’t budge, while his grip on my chin only tightened, pinning me in ce and leaving me with nowhere to hide as Ipletely broke down.
“C’mere.” He whispered as he tugged me into his arms and held me as I sobbed, I clutched him tightly as I cried. I cried over the fact that I didn’t get to marry Marco today, over the fact that he only saw me as good enough to be a dirty little secret. I cried because knowing that he loved me was pointless since I’m still unable to be with him. I cried because I was already regretting why I didn’t just agree to be his dude piece since after all, beggers can’t be choosers. Then I cried because I was so pathetic and I was fully aware.
By the time I stopped crying, I was wrung out and as boneless as a rubber. When Zane carried me into the room and sank into the only couch avable, with meying agsinst his chest, I stiffened.
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We weren’t putting any act on at this time, so it’s pointless for me to sit in hisps like this even though it felt reallyfortable.
I tried to wiggle out of his hold, but his grip on me tightened.
“What’s wrong?”
“I shouldn’t sit on yourps, we’re no longer in a fake rtionship.” I pointed out as I sniffed one
He scoffed but didn’t loosen his hold, and my heart was pounding even harder at this point.
“Zane?” I called out and tried wiggling out of his hold again.
“Sit still, bunny,”
“Ugh, stop calling me that,” I snapped. I hated that nickname for a different reason now, cause somehow, I had gotten used to it in thest few days.
“What should I call you then?”
I was fully aware of his fingers digging into the skin around my waist as he spoke, and I breathed out slowly while heat filled stomach.
“Addison.” I breathed out.
my
He hummed, and his fingers seemed like they unconsciously slid underneath my hem of my shirt to connect directly with my skin, and I had to bit back a gasp as a surge of heat pulsed through me.
“You know what I think?”
I swallowed emptily as I shook my head, my eyes locked with his, while my heart pounded away.
“I think we should go to the club.”
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