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What a fool I’ve been to think that I could ever have her back after what I’d done. It wasn’t just sex. It all meant something. And I’d given away what should have been hers. Just as I think of her and that kiss she gave away as mine.
“Is that your lady?” the cab driver asks, and I blink at him in confusion, my mind is all over the place.
“The cape … she yours?” he asks again. I look down at her. Her mouth is open, and her eyes are closed. She’s not snoring, but I can tell she’s asleep. So, I tell him the lie I wish was true.
“Yeah, she is.” I nod.
“She’s beautiful. And funny,” he says.
I nod. “She’s the most beautiful person I know. Inside and out. She’s my superpower.”
“Nice, man,” he says appreciatively. “Sounds like she’s loyal, too. You need to keep hold of her,” he says sagely. How I wish I could.
I nuzzle her hair, press a kiss to her temple and stifle a groan as the scent of strawberries fills my nose. I lower my head so that my lips are pressed against her ear. “Loving you is my wildest dream.”
“Really?” Her head pops up, and she’s staring into my eyes. I can’t lie. Not now. She’s probably not going to remember any of this anyway.
“Really,” I admit.
“Oh, God, Graham.” She blinks up at me, her eyes wide with confusion as she scans my face. I let her see everything I work so hard to hide. On a moan, she closes her eyes and drops her head onto my shoulder. “Whyyyy did I drink tonight? I’m so fucking drunk, my head is spinning,” she moans, her warm breath dampening the fabric of my shirt.
I make a mental note to never wash it again.
I stroke the back of her neck. The supple, soft skin reminds me of how vulnerable, young, and impossibly special Apollo is.
If I acted on how I felt now, she would hate me afterward. So, I won’t. No matter how tempted I am. No matter how much she thinks she wants me to.
She starts to snore softly, and I let my head rest on the back of my seat. The dark in the car is punctuated by the blue light from the car’s audio system and the glare of headlights that bounce off the rearview mirror as they pass by.
Naked
Apollo
The car comes to a slow, squeaky halt, and I pretend to still be asleep for just a few seconds while Graham pays the driver. My head is spinning, but not just from the alcohol.
He bustles me out of the cab, and I lean on him as we climb the steps to his front door. “Ugh, Graham, I don’t feel so good,” I groan.
“I can carry you. I’m only on the second floor.” He starts to wrap an arm around me and lifts me off my feet, but my stomach lurches.
“I’m fine,” I huff indignantly.
“Yes, that’s obvious from the way you’re tilting to the left,” he says dryly as he opens the door to his apartment.
I stumble in, feel along the wall for the light switch and then run into the bathroom.
“I’ll just be a minute,” I call over my shoulder as I slam the door behind me.
What am I doing?
Loving you is my wildest dream
Oh my God. He said he still loves me. A light bulb goes off in my head. Maybe if I can show him how good we are together, he’ll dump that agent, and we can be happy.
Not bad thinking for a drunk girl. I pat myself on the back.
I flip the switch and turn the water on. I stare at my face. My mascara is smudged, but otherwise, I don’t look bad. My hair is still styled from earlier. I put it in a bun on top of my head and step into the shower. I rub Graham’s shampoo all over me, loving that I’m going to smell like him. I rinse off, dry myself, and slather his lotion on every inch of my skin.
I look in the mirror and assess my body.
