#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

me, giving me an angry little shake.

tell that he’s mad – but I

damn it, Cora,” Roger growls, glaring down at me.

in his arms, the gesture not at all sweet or romantic –

is all of you

  1. continues, his voice breaking, “I hesitated, and

that all I want – all

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me, his mouth hard on mine, and my

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

mouth open to him as every piece of me

something in me screams to the universe. And god

lightening cracking above us, the rain pouring

ravages my mouth with his kisses me like the

it very well might be. The water rushes around his ankles,

But Roger is adamant against it and something fierce within

a fool to run

whichever ones comes next.

Roger pulls away from

as he turns back towards the

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

tucking my head against

Barely above the sound of

step, something about insane

he’s met my

smiling, laughing a little and

Because Roger is about to find out precisely how

door to our motel room is hanging open, blowing in the wind,

he strides through the entrance, kicking the

it as he moves steadily towards the bed.

mattress, a little angry

laugh, a little recklessly, as I bounce against the

Laugh, because he’s so fucking mad at me, and me at

tear him

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