Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 24

Chapter 24:

Rachel’s cheeks darkened, a gentle flush spreading over her face. “That’s not really how I do things,” she said, her voice soft yet firm.

Even after all the years they’d been together and the countless moments of intimacy they’d shared, she still felt like a bashful girl whenever he was near.

Brian’s eyes sparkled with amusement as he inched closer, his breath warm against her ear. “Are you blushing?”

Rachel bit her lip, trying to regain her composure. “You already know the answer, don’t you?”

Desperate for a change in focus, she quickly blurted out, “Your grandma’s expecting us. We should really get going.” She tried to break the spell of the moment, her words almost a plea for normalcy as the heavy charge between them became too much to bear.

A steady hand gripped her wrist as she attempted to rise, pulling her effortlessly into his embrace. The abrupt movement caused their lips to meet in a fleeting, accidental touch. In that brief moment, their bodies were pressed together, a shock of warmth and intimacy.

Though this wasn’t their first kiss, the suddenness of it sent Rachel into a flutter of confusion, leaving her breathless and unsure.

“Rachel,” Brian murmured, his voice laced with a playful edge. “Is this how eager you are?”

Rachel’s heart raced, but she quickly tried to regain her composure. “No, it’s not that!” she stammered, her voice betraying her. “It was… just a coincidence.”

Brian’s eyes sparkled with amusement. “A coincidence, huh? Maybe we should make a habit of these ‘coincidences,'” he teased, his hands shifting to cradle the back of her neck and pull her closer.

Rachel leaned back slightly, her body melting into his, every curve pressed against him in a way that felt both natural and intoxicating. Always in command, Brian moved with deliberate precision, his touch slow and calculated, each caress designed to unravel her completely. It was maddening, the way he could make her feel so much with so little.

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Rachel had always been devoted to Brian, her entire world shaped by his presence. He had introduced her to experiences and emotions she never could have anticipated. When it came to intimacy, she was like a novice, completely unversed in the intricacies of love. The feelings he stirred within her left her vulnerable, unable to resist him, no matter how overwhelming the sensation might be.

Within moments, Rachel’s cheeks flushed a deep crimson, her eyes glazed with a mixture of desire and vulnerability. She looked breathtakingly beautiful, yet Brian seemed determined to draw out her longing, to make her ache for him even more.

“Rachel,” Brian murmured, his voice low and velvety, brushing against her ear like a secret. “Do you love me?”

breath hitched, her mind scrambling to form words. All she could manage

his tone both commanding and tender. “I want to hear you say

love you,” she whispered, her voice trembling, barely more

No longer holding back, he closed the distance between them, his voice a husky promise.

quiet vulnerability. But as they dropped to the faint red mark on his shirt, something inside her

a sudden realization, pushed him away. It was as though her

their intimacy, the closeness they

to the bathroom before the nausea overtook her. She collapsed to her knees, retching uncontrollably, each wave of sickness pulling her

darkened, his face hardening into something unreadable. “So, my touch disgusts

her voice fragile and quivering. “I just… I can’t pretend everything’s

his hands gentle as they gripped her shoulders, the pressure steady

in her chest. She had to

filling the space between them. “Yes.

took a breath, her voice steady but heavy with emotion. “Those five days, just you and

him. His gaze softened, and he reached for her, brushing her hair back from her face. But Rachel flinched,

need some space,” Rachel murmured, her voice barely audible, her heart

frustration palpable, but

I’m not so low as to juggle two

with unshed tears as she stared at him, her voice tight with uncertainty. “You didn’t come home for five

his patience wearing thin, but he remained calm. “Just because I wasn’t home doesn’t

racing to piece together the fragmented truth. “A business

trace of incredulity in his tone.

wasn’t hard to believe at all. But Tracy’s injury lingered in Rachel’s mind like an unwelcome shadow. Hadn’t Brian been by her side during that time? Could it be that Tracy had twisted the truth to manipulate her? How could she have

Rachel’s lips as she

vowed to listen carefully and watch every word from Tracy’s

Brian’s demeanor softened. “No more tears?” he asked, his voice gentle as he brushed a strand of hair from her face. His fingers lingered, carefully wiping

throat. If she hadn’t witnessed it herself, she wouldn’t have believed he

left her momentarily speechless. “Thank you, Brian,” Rachel said finally, her voice

the corners of Brian’s lips, his tone light,

by me when Moira tried to press charges. For hiring that lawyer… for helping me fight for custody