Tangled

Chapter 289

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289 Ava: Who He Is

The way Lucas watches me is terrifying,

Terrifying, because there's finally interest in his gaze.

I don't want to hold hope, because every time I have even the glimmer of it, he says something that crushes my heart. The way he doesn't even recognize our fated bond kills me. It's yearning aching in my chest, wanting me to go to him. To claim him. To shake and scream until he

remembers all the pain and all the joy between us.

Instead, I sit there, scratching more vigorously at my arms, and the string inside of me tugst harder, as if trying to get my attention. I ignore it.

""Your scent."

Glancing at Lucas, who stops talking mid-sentence, I sniff discreetly in the direction of my armpits. Did I forget to scrub? He keeps talking about my smell. "Do I stink that bad?"

"It's getting stronger, he confirms, his voice husky.

Maybe this is his way of getting me to leave again. "Do you want me to go?"

"No."

Oh. Never mind, then.

My heart dances at that denial, though, raising hope high on a flag pole and waving it at the walls I've tried desperately to construct around my heart.

me what you think of me," he says, shifting his weight as his eyes never leave me. They're golden and intense, different from the way

he finally

That would be great.

transported back to Cedarwood. Back to when he'd

meeting his. "After the Gala. I wanted nothing to do with you, but you stuck around anyway. You were

small smile tugs at my lips as I remember those early days. "You'd break into my apartment while I was at work. Spread your scent around. It should have

furrows slightly, but he remains silent, listening

continue, my voice barely above

Ava: Who He

The way you bend over backwards to keep me happy, to keep

from my family, Lucas. You're the first person to

me, everything he's been through

cracking slightly. "I can't even begin to understand how you can be

after... after all

you away.

golden gaze

complete stranger. He's starting to

were always there, waiting for me to turn to you. And

a low sound

"How'd it go?"

I walk through the door, her

all.

burning into me. "I don't know. Every so often, I think he's getting a hint of the bond. Then he says something so casual that

admits, shrugging. "Wasn't sure when you'd come home, so

home now? It feels temporary, but our home isn't ours any longer. What does it

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