Chapter 133

A Lot That Needs Fixing

He fucks me there.

I don't even get my dress off, and he only manages to free his cock from his pants. We're

entangled, hungry and desperate for each other, so it's heavy, but quick.

I breathlessly pant over his lips as we both come down from our climaxes, and my entire body trembles when he runs his fingers down my neck and spine.

"Fuck, you're beautiful."

I smile, still breathing hard.

He stands and settles me on the couch, pulling out of me. He straightens his clothes and heads back to his desk, grabbing his laptop as I fix my dress.

Thirty minutes later, I'm leaning against his shoulder, my fingers tracing small patterns over the fabric of his shirt as he types away.

We, don't even have to speak; being away from him for a week makes just the warmth of

his presence enough.

He finally exhales, stretching his fingers before shutting the laptop with a soft click. He sets it aside, rubbing his tired eyes with his knuckles.

I run my hand through his hair. "Are you done for the day?"

He kisses me on the crown of my head, bringing me closer with his arm on my waist. "I

have so much to do still, but it can wait until tomorrow."

I pull back, tracing circles on the part of his chest that's visible through his open shirt. "Jake."

He hums in response, his fingers idly brushing up and down my arm, his eyes on mine.

"Can we talk about something?"

He stills for a second but composes himself. "Of course."

I continue, choosing my words carefully. "About you and Zaid."

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stops moving. I watch his jaw tighten slightly, a telltale sign

me and Zaid?" His voice is soft,

sitting up so I can face him properly. "What is going on between

second before returning to me. “There's a lot between us that needs

intertwining our hands. “It just makes me sad. I have feelings for you

clenches, and he

what?" I press

for a moment. "How much has Zaid told

remembering that he doesn't know

my words carefully. "I

face darkens. "Then you

in his eyes, and while I understand it, I also

laced with frustration. "I can't wrap my head around why he would do something

rushes through me. My stomach turns and I ignore the sound of blood rushing

down his face before meeting

a hammer

He was driving?

carries the guilt of it every day. It wasn't exactly his fault, but

through

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ruin his future by doing something so dumb like

at the

my ears. I try to process what he's

didn't know he was driving. Zaid never

car when

I feel sick.

on my tongue. I want to yell at him that it wasn't Zaid that

reveal that. Not now. Not

inhale shakily and force myself to nod,

future's not

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