Page 53 of Destined for Him


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I wince, knowing I’m the cause of both things.

“Here,” I say, setting the cup and muffin down in front of her. “I got you a muffin. Didn’t know if you were hungry.”

Shelby stares down at it before nodding.

“Thanks.”

She sips her drink before repeating her question.

“Kevin, why am I here? It’s eight am on a Sunday morning.”

Her voice is less strained than before, and as she lifts the cup to her lips, she blows on it softly.

Why the fuck it makes me hard, I don’t know, but I want to punch myself in the throat.

Why are things so damn complicated?

“I don’t want things to be awkward between us.”

Shelby says nothing but continues to watch me.

It’s unnerving.

I lift my foot across my lap, so I’m holding it, anything to distract me from her exquisite beauty.

“I shouldn’t…I shouldn’t have fucked you around,” I admit gruffly, squeezing my foot. “I’m truly sorry.”

“For what? Saying you wanted to give it a go and take it slow, then retracting it the next day once you’d fucked me?”

Ouch.

I deserved that.

“I didn’t use you,” I tell her, holding her gaze. “I didn’t want tojustfuck you…I….”

What Kevin? What did you want?

Shelby watches me, ripping her head to the side as I battle with myself.

“I don’t know, but at that moment, that night, I thought maybe we could work.”

I exhale heavily, remembering Laura’s voice.

She’s our daughter’s best friend. She’s too young for you.

Shame creeps up my neck, and I drop my foot, making Shelby jump when it slaps on the ground.

“Sorry,” I mutter. “But the age thing…it bothered me too much.”

“Not when you were fucking me; it didn’t.”

I narrow my eyes.

“Stop referring to it as fucking.”

Shelby’s eyes widen.

“What would you rather I call it? Making love?”

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