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.

his kiss, I seized the opportunity to clarify, “It’s… it’s nothing like

“So, you’re using him?”

jumped to conclusions in the most peculiar

out of here, pronto. So I played along. “If that’s

Bryant slightly loosened his

his thumb traced my lips, then wandered down

each other for three

replying, “Mark and I have

Bryant got Mark drunk at a bar,

dragged back

Bryant looked down, “Really?”

You think everyone’s messy like you and Margaret?” I

Chapter 90

a serious look, “There’s nothing between her and

“Bry! Bry!”

as he finished, a familiar voice, one both of us knew all too well,

was on a mission to catch him

of sarcasm and bitterness, “She seems to know

Margaret declared her territory right after our third

in the eye and claim he only gave her that

now,