Regret Novel 15

Charlotte bit her lip, her expression dimming.

She set her purse down. “I’ll make dinner.”

In the kitchen, Charlotte busied herself. The housekeeper always kept the fridge stocked with groceries, and when she’d had more free time, Charlotte used to cook dinner herself, waiting for Evander to come home. Even if he didn’t make it for dinner, she’d reheat the food later, just for him.

But he never touched it.

He had always told her not to bother.

For six years, she’d tried to do her duty as his wife, and for six years, he’d rejected every attempt.

Now that she’d stopped trying, suddenly he wanted to order her around again?

She didn’t dwell on it. She just wanted to get dinner over with.

She reached for the balsamic vinegar on the top shelf of the cabinet, but her hand couldn’t quite reach. Suddenly, a shadow fell over her, and a strong arm easily retrieved the bottle.

Charlotte could feel the heat radiating from the body behind her–tall, imposing, practically enveloping her.

It wasn’t as if they’d never been close before. She remembered the bathroom, how he’d pinned her against the wall, demanding her with that same searing intensity.

Snapping back to her senses, Charlotte edged away. “Dinner’s not ready yet. Why don’t you wait in the living room?”

Evander’s eyes darkened as he watched her retreat. In one swift movement, he pulled her into his arms.

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She froze.

“What are you running from? You never ran before, when I touched you.” There was a mocking glint in his eyes.

thudded painfully, her face

and anger warred

this just another way to

“It’s not… right.”

“What isn’t right?”

She couldn’t answer.

against her skin. She tried to stop him, but he only grew bolder,

seen this side of

the thought of him having slept with Tricia

kept her head clear, turning away from his

“I don’t

his gaze

“You don’t want to?”

“That’s right. I don’t.”

but he snorted.

you.”

Her breath caught.

in his arms before she

to the bedroom.

mattress dipped under his weight as he pressed

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scoot away, but he

him back. “Didn’t you say you were

“It can wait.”

like always–no romance,

bit her lip, enduring the strange mix of sensations as

touched her.

be? A last

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