#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

done, when the words stop pouring from my mouth

me, giving me an angry little shake.

jaw and I can tell that he’s mad – but I have no idea

down at me. “You’re my fucking mate.”

his arms, the gesture not

I’ve ever wanted is all of you – my whole life, I’ve been

  1. I was an idiot” he continues, his voice breaking, “I hesitated, and I’ll

that all I want –

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me, his mouth hard on

My arms are around his neck,

piece of me – every

something in me screams to the universe.

responds, lightening cracking above us, the rain pouring around

fervently too him and ravages my mouth with his kisses me

around us, which it very well might be. The water rushes around

against it and

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

whichever ones comes next.

hand is on his face when Roger pulls away from me. “Come on,” he growls, his

again as he

Now.” Then he shakes his head at me, frustrated, and mutters

insult, tucking my head

above the sound of the

step, something about insane women who run naked into storms

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

to find myself smiling, laughing a little and wrapping my arms

about to find

motel room is hanging open,

he strides through the entrance,

steadily towards the bed. When we

angry and not

I laugh again – laugh, a little recklessly, as I bounce against the

of this worn out motel bed. Laugh, because he’s so fucking mad

tear him

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