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when he hesitantly brushed his lips across her hair in a tender kiss she completely lost it.
She broke down crying in his arms, her entire body shaking from her sobbing. Dimitri didn’t say anything. He only tightened his arms around her, pressing his lips to her hair as he let her get it all out. Finally, she pulled back and looked at him with swollen eyes.
“Why?” Her voice was hoarse from her sobbing. “Why did you lead me on? Wh… Why can’t you love me? Damn it, Dimitri!” She furiously pounded her fists on his chest.
“Angela. Angela look at me.” Dimitri grabbed her wrists in a firm grip.
Her voice broke in a loud sob as she looked up at him. His face was anguished, tormented even. His full lips parted but no words came out. He swallowed and avoided her eyes, looking agitated. Finally he dropped her wrists, allowing her arms to flop back to her sides.
“I told you not to fall in love with me,” he said after a long pause.
Her eyes were so full of tears that she could barely see him. “It’s over, isn’t it?”
“Yes.” He averted her gaze again. “I should apologize,” he added in a distant, formal voice. “It’s my fault. You’re right. I did lead you on, regardless of the conditions that we agreed upon at the beginning of our arrangement. I shouldn’t have…” He stopped in mid-sentence, suddenly releasing her. “Anyway. I’m sorry.”
The emptiness that hit her at that moment was unlike anything she’d ever felt before. Angela looked blankly at him, unable to absorb the realization of what had just happened.
“I’ll call a cab home.”
“Don’t be ridiculous.” His nostrils flared with anger. “I’ll have Josh drive you home.”
“No.” Angela wiped her eyes. “I don’t want him to see me like this.”
“Fine.” He grabbed the keys to his BMW. “I’ll drive you myself.”
“I don’t…” She started to object but he’d already left the kitchen. She heard the front door open and then the slam of the car door as he got inside.
She stood alone in his kitchen, suddenly assaulted by memories. She would have broken down again but she didn’t feel like she had a single tear left in her body. She ran her fingers across the granite counter, her lips curving in a sad smile as she remembered the time he’d made her a sundae. They’d ended up in bed afterwards… like they always did.
He might have used her for sex only but she’d truly loved him. Still did.
She crossed her arms against her chest, hugging herself again as she walked out of the kitchen. Dan was in the hallway. She looked up, her tail wagging furiously at the sight of Angela.
“Hey, little girl,” Angela said in a hoarse voice as she knelt on the floor. “Come here.” She nuzzled her cheek into the dog’s soft fur, squeezing her eyes shut. “I’m gonna miss you, old lady.”
Dan whined and licked her hand as Angela gave her one last scratch under her chin before standing up again. She stepped out of the house without looking over her shoulder. It was of no use.
Dimitri was already in the car waiting for her. She could see his profile in the driver’s seat. He’d left the passenger seat door open for her but she couldn’t bear to be so close to him again. Instead, she closed the passenger door and slipped quietly into the backseat. A muscle in his cheek twitched at the gesture but he didn’t comment. His feet pressed on the accelerator with such force that she was slammed back into
She broke down crying in his arms, her entire body shaking from her sobbing. Dimitri didn’t say anything. He only tightened his arms around her, pressing his lips to her hair as he let her get it all out. Finally, she pulled back and looked at him with swollen eyes.
“Why?” Her voice was hoarse from her sobbing. “Why did you lead me on? Wh… Why can’t you love me? Damn it, Dimitri!” She furiously pounded her fists on his chest.
“Angela. Angela look at me.” Dimitri grabbed her wrists in a firm grip.
Her voice broke in a loud sob as she looked up at him. His face was anguished, tormented even. His full lips parted but no words came out. He swallowed and avoided her eyes, looking agitated. Finally he dropped her wrists, allowing her arms to flop back to her sides.
“I told you not to fall in love with me,” he said after a long pause.
Her eyes were so full of tears that she could barely see him. “It’s over, isn’t it?”
“Yes.” He averted her gaze again. “I should apologize,” he added in a distant, formal voice. “It’s my fault. You’re right. I did lead you on, regardless of the conditions that we agreed upon at the beginning of our arrangement. I shouldn’t have…” He stopped in mid-sentence, suddenly releasing her. “Anyway. I’m sorry.”
The emptiness that hit her at that moment was unlike anything she’d ever felt before. Angela looked blankly at him, unable to absorb the realization of what had just happened.
“I’ll call a cab home.”
“Don’t be ridiculous.” His nostrils flared with anger. “I’ll have Josh drive you home.”
“No.” Angela wiped her eyes. “I don’t want him to see me like this.”
“Fine.” He grabbed the keys to his BMW. “I’ll drive you myself.”
“I don’t…” She started to object but he’d already left the kitchen. She heard the front door open and then the slam of the car door as he got inside.
She stood alone in his kitchen, suddenly assaulted by memories. She would have broken down again but she didn’t feel like she had a single tear left in her body. She ran her fingers across the granite counter, her lips curving in a sad smile as she remembered the time he’d made her a sundae. They’d ended up in bed afterwards… like they always did.
He might have used her for sex only but she’d truly loved him. Still did.
She crossed her arms against her chest, hugging herself again as she walked out of the kitchen. Dan was in the hallway. She looked up, her tail wagging furiously at the sight of Angela.
“Hey, little girl,” Angela said in a hoarse voice as she knelt on the floor. “Come here.” She nuzzled her cheek into the dog’s soft fur, squeezing her eyes shut. “I’m gonna miss you, old lady.”
Dan whined and licked her hand as Angela gave her one last scratch under her chin before standing up again. She stepped out of the house without looking over her shoulder. It was of no use.
Dimitri was already in the car waiting for her. She could see his profile in the driver’s seat. He’d left the passenger seat door open for her but she couldn’t bear to be so close to him again. Instead, she closed the passenger door and slipped quietly into the backseat. A muscle in his cheek twitched at the gesture but he didn’t comment. His feet pressed on the accelerator with such force that she was slammed back into
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