Sweet Submission: Reclaiming Her Love

Chapter 9 She Is Mine

In the car…

Corynn was plucking up the courage to explain what just happened when Jason unexpectedly spoke first. “It’s okay, Corynn. You don’t have to explain. I did that willingly.”

Corynn subconsciously clenched her fists, feeling that she was being so unfair to Jason.

“Oh, come on,” Jason continued with a lighthearted chuckle. As though he read her mind, he added, “Don’t feel guilty, Corynn. I’m more than happy to play along.”

Corynn sighed. She genuinely couldn’t understand what Jason saw in her, the girl who was constantly the subject of rumors and gossip.

Whenever she tried to persuade Jason to get to know other women, he’d always stop her with a reassuring

smile.

The rest of the car ride was quiet. As they neared Corynn’s home, Jason suddenly broke the silence. “Corynn, did you run into him at the restaurant? Is that why you were gone for so long?”

Corynn stiffened, wondering how he put two and two together.

Jason smiled knowingly and pointed at his earlobe. “You have a hickey right there.”

Corynn turned as red as a tomato and looked down, wanting fiercely to defend herself, but upon peering at Jason’s expression, she decided against giving him false hope.

nodded in

smile faded slightly. “Corynn, Elliot isn’t right for you. You can be with

“I know.”

hair behind her ear again, but this time, Corynn avoided his touch and hurriedly got out of the

smile became a bit strained, but he quietly withdrew his hand

in kind. “And be careful on the

breathed a sigh of relief. Everyone was trying to create opportunities for Jason and her to get closer,

was a wonderful man who deserved

as much as she didn’t want to disappoint him, feelings couldn’t be forced. She

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for the front door, but just as she was unlocking it, a hand

her arm.

but the next second, her

stared at her intently. The memory of their earlier encounter tugged painfully at his heart–so much so that, after dropping Amanda off, he had

Corynn was impossible. During the day, he’d distract himself with work, but at night, he nearly went crazy from

again, instead of answering her question, he questioned her instead. “Who was that man?” he

we’re over? That we’re done? We’re adults, Elliot. You’re the one who said we should part on