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Authors: Sedona Venez
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straightened my clothes, turning on my heels to find my car and get the fuck out of here.
He grabbed me, pulling me against his chest, wrapping his arms around me with gentleness. I almost sighed contently as my back pressed against him in a most familiar way. “Don't leave like this,” he whispered into my ear with a husky voice filled with emotion.
My body and mind wavered for a second before gulping down the pain of loss. “I really don’t know what type of women you’re used to dealing with, but I can’t… No, scratch that—I won't get past this. You and Kaydee have fun.” I pulled away with pointed finality. My heart was racing as I pulled out my car keys. With a muddled mind, I looked around the dark side street for my car. I couldn't even function as I heard his pounding footsteps behind me.
“Storm, don’t walk away. Kaydee means nothing.”
Please don't cry , I chanted over and over under my breath . A sob escaped before I could stop it. Spotting my car with relief, I felt my fingers tremble, cold and fucking uncoordinated. I fumbled to open the door with no success. Knox stepped behind me, the heat of his body pressing against me as he closed his fingers firmly over mine and turned the key. Shoving him, I scrambled inside, attempting to slam the door, only to have him hold it firmly.
He just stared at me, eye-fucking me successfully. Even upset as hell, I still felt the warmth spreading between my legs. My body was screaming yes—yes—yes—and my mind was fighting to follow. I yanked my gaze away. Nope, that was not happening.
“Look at me, Storm.” His voice was like steel.
I looked at him with disgust. “What do you want from me, Knox?”
He trapped my gaze, saying softly, “Everything.”
I swallowed the tears when I saw the stern set of his jaw and confident posture. “You had that, Knox… That's why what you did hurt so fucking much.”
His gaze softened. “I'm dealing with a lot of shit right now and then losing tonight didn't make things any easier.”
No apology, just fucking excuses. Who was this man? I stopped and hardened my heart as I stared at him with dead eyes. “Fine. You want the truth? Kaydee was telling the truth. It was just fun, something to look back on, another checkmark on my bucket list.”
H e pounded heatedly on the roof of my car with such force that I jumped nervously. “You’re a fucking liar.”
“And Luke… we decided to get back together.”
The vein along his jaw pulsed frantically. “Luke is not an option. You and I have something, Storm. Don't let that go.”
“Wait…” I looked him up and down with contempt. “Did you honestly think you and I would actually skip into the sunset like some ridiculous reality show couple?” I laughed coldly. “You’re a starving artist. I need someone stable—like Luke. And from what I've seen tonight, you're not worth my time or effort. Good-bye, Knox Gunner.” Each word was like a knife in my chest. Painful, biting, a slow crawl that brought my soul closer to death. But I determinedly trudged on. I flipped my hair over my shoulder before starting the car. I pulled on the door, but he held on stubbornly.
“This is not the end, Storm. It's only the beginning. I'll be back to claim what's mine.” His eyes were cold. “You.” He released the door, stepping back as I peeled away with tears streaming down my cheeks.
My heart stuttered, shutting down that part of me that was willing to take a chance on love. Never again. He was the last man I’d ever open my heart to again. He's gone. History. The past I would never repeat again.
CHAPTER 2
FIVE YEARS LATER
NEW YORK CITY
The crisp fall air whipped around the terrace as I tucked my legs under me with a sigh. “Now this is living,” I mumbled under my breath, enjoying the panoramic 360-degree view of the Manhattan skyline, East River, Central Park, and Grand Avenue.
This was my quiet time. My fifteen minutes of solitude. The lull
He grabbed me, pulling me against his chest, wrapping his arms around me with gentleness. I almost sighed contently as my back pressed against him in a most familiar way. “Don't leave like this,” he whispered into my ear with a husky voice filled with emotion.
My body and mind wavered for a second before gulping down the pain of loss. “I really don’t know what type of women you’re used to dealing with, but I can’t… No, scratch that—I won't get past this. You and Kaydee have fun.” I pulled away with pointed finality. My heart was racing as I pulled out my car keys. With a muddled mind, I looked around the dark side street for my car. I couldn't even function as I heard his pounding footsteps behind me.
“Storm, don’t walk away. Kaydee means nothing.”
Please don't cry , I chanted over and over under my breath . A sob escaped before I could stop it. Spotting my car with relief, I felt my fingers tremble, cold and fucking uncoordinated. I fumbled to open the door with no success. Knox stepped behind me, the heat of his body pressing against me as he closed his fingers firmly over mine and turned the key. Shoving him, I scrambled inside, attempting to slam the door, only to have him hold it firmly.
He just stared at me, eye-fucking me successfully. Even upset as hell, I still felt the warmth spreading between my legs. My body was screaming yes—yes—yes—and my mind was fighting to follow. I yanked my gaze away. Nope, that was not happening.
“Look at me, Storm.” His voice was like steel.
I looked at him with disgust. “What do you want from me, Knox?”
He trapped my gaze, saying softly, “Everything.”
I swallowed the tears when I saw the stern set of his jaw and confident posture. “You had that, Knox… That's why what you did hurt so fucking much.”
His gaze softened. “I'm dealing with a lot of shit right now and then losing tonight didn't make things any easier.”
No apology, just fucking excuses. Who was this man? I stopped and hardened my heart as I stared at him with dead eyes. “Fine. You want the truth? Kaydee was telling the truth. It was just fun, something to look back on, another checkmark on my bucket list.”
H e pounded heatedly on the roof of my car with such force that I jumped nervously. “You’re a fucking liar.”
“And Luke… we decided to get back together.”
The vein along his jaw pulsed frantically. “Luke is not an option. You and I have something, Storm. Don't let that go.”
“Wait…” I looked him up and down with contempt. “Did you honestly think you and I would actually skip into the sunset like some ridiculous reality show couple?” I laughed coldly. “You’re a starving artist. I need someone stable—like Luke. And from what I've seen tonight, you're not worth my time or effort. Good-bye, Knox Gunner.” Each word was like a knife in my chest. Painful, biting, a slow crawl that brought my soul closer to death. But I determinedly trudged on. I flipped my hair over my shoulder before starting the car. I pulled on the door, but he held on stubbornly.
“This is not the end, Storm. It's only the beginning. I'll be back to claim what's mine.” His eyes were cold. “You.” He released the door, stepping back as I peeled away with tears streaming down my cheeks.
My heart stuttered, shutting down that part of me that was willing to take a chance on love. Never again. He was the last man I’d ever open my heart to again. He's gone. History. The past I would never repeat again.
CHAPTER 2
FIVE YEARS LATER
NEW YORK CITY
The crisp fall air whipped around the terrace as I tucked my legs under me with a sigh. “Now this is living,” I mumbled under my breath, enjoying the panoramic 360-degree view of the Manhattan skyline, East River, Central Park, and Grand Avenue.
This was my quiet time. My fifteen minutes of solitude. The lull
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