#Chapter 325 – Finally. Finally.

I cry out as I’m pulled backwards – surprised more than hurt and suddenly I’m pressed against

him in the pouring rain. Roger holds me tight, one hand around my upper arm, the other wrapped

firmly around me, pressing my body to his

And the feel of him, of his skin hot against my own – my towel is gone, I have no idea where — I

cry harder at the feel of him and rest my forehead against his chest, because I know I can’t have it

– I can’t-

“Cora!” Roger shouts, above the wind and the rain. “What – Cora! What the hell are you doing?!”

“I can’t!” I sob. “I can’t do this, Roger! I can’t be with you like this, not if you’ll….you’ll never love

me! I can’t have you in half measures!” I look up at him then, into his face, realizing the truth of it

in that moment. “I can’t do this if you can’t take me for who I am! Human! Broken! Complicated,

difficult! Confused, and jealous, and mad pretty much all the time! If you can’t take me like that,” I

shout, begging now, “then let me go, Roger! Because I can’t –”

I glance back in the direction of the hotel, my sobbing breaths tearing at my lungs, “I can’t have

half of you. I can’t have – just…. lust. It will kill me! It will break my heart, and I’ll never survive it!”

With the last words I pound my free hand against his chest, my palm slapping wet against his

skin.

Roger stares down at me as I confess everything to him- my whole heart – listening to every

then, when I’m done, when the words stop pouring from my mouth and

tightens his arms around me, giving me an angry

and I can tell that he’s mad – but

growls, glaring down

sweeps me up in his arms, the gesture not

ever wanted is all of you – my

  1. he continues, his voice breaking,

that all I want

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his mouth hard on mine, and my body reacts

pressing myself harder against him. My arms are around his neck, pulling him closer

piece of me

mine. Mine, something in me screams to the universe. And god

above us, the rain pouring around

fervently too him and ravages my mouth with his kisses

well might be. The water rushes around his ankles,

is adamant against it and something fierce within me sings

weather it, that I’ve been a fool to run from this. That we can face this

whichever ones comes next.

Roger pulls away from me. “Come

cold rain. Thunder cracks again as he turns back towards the

Then he shakes his head at

nod fervently, ignoring his insult, tucking my head against his

above

about insane women who

he should have known better, because he’s met my

laughing a little and wrapping my arms

neck. Because Roger is about to find out precisely how crazy I can

is hanging open, blowing in the wind,

strides through the entrance, kicking the door shut

it as he moves steadily towards the bed.

the mattress, a little angry and not bothering to be

again – laugh, a little recklessly, as I bounce

because he’s so fucking mad at me,

want to tear him to

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