When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 90

Here we went again.

His classic move-shutting me up with a kiss when the argument heated up.

Bryant gripped my chin, kissing me fiercely, urgently, his hands finding their way around. my waist, sending shivers down my spine.

I know if he kept this up, by the time I walked out that door, I’d look like I’d been through a

windstorm.

But what could I do?

He was domineering, overpowering in these moments, and the physical disparity between men and women is as wide as the Grand Canyon.

Unable to resist, I was aware Bryant preferred being yielded to. So, I tilted my head back and pleaded softly, “Bryant, please, not like this… I can’t show my face later…”

“Who are you showing it to? Mark?”

His voice was a husky whisper against my lips, oddly alluring even now.

only make things worse. So, while reluctantly reciprocating his kiss, I seized the opportunity to clarify, “It’s… it’s nothing like that

“So, you’re using him?”

to conclusions in the most peculiar ways, yet

here, pronto. So I played along. “If that’s how you see

Bryant slightly loosened his

lips, then wandered

I didn’t recall ever having feelings for Mark. We hadn’t even laid eyes on each other for three

replying, “Mark and

Mark drunk at a bar,

get dragged back

Bryant looked down, “Really?”

You think everyone’s messy like you and Margaret?” I couldn’t help but

Chapter 90

with a serious look,

“Bry! Bry!”

voice, one both of us knew all too well, echoed from outside, getting closer, accompanied by persistent

was on a mission to catch

at Bryant with a mix of sarcasm and bitterness, “She seems to know

declared her territory right after our third

and claim he only gave her that necklace as

now, utterly