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“There were moments I wanted to go to my parents and talk to them about what had happened, but I was terrified because I didn’t want to lose their trust or taint the picture of me they had in their head. I struggled with the pain and nightmares in silence, in the comfort of my room and with no one to talk to, no one to help me get on the right path,” I whispered.
“You’re so brave to fight all that alone. I have never met someone like you. I admire your strength. I want to hold you like a baby right now,” he said, pressing a kiss to my forehead.
“Hold me like a baby then,” I said, snuggling closer, and he laughed.
“I also really want to kiss you.”
“I can’t hear you. I’m sleeping.”
“Heartbreaker,” he groaned.
“Oh my God, you have a heart? I never realized.”
I gasped in fake surprise, and he burst out laughing. His chest vibrated with his soft laughter.
“Real funny, Chloe,” he said and pinched my hip.
I laughed and smacked his hand away.
“I still want to kiss you,” he whispered into my ear, his voice sizzling against my skin.
I smiled and found his lips in the dark. I molded into him as he pulled closer. My leg draped over his waist as his fingers skimmed my hips, slipping into the hem of my shorts and continuing to my back. His fingers brushed the scar.
He groaned when I bit on his lower lip and pulled it between my teeth before trying to pull away, but he pulled me back, his tongue sliding in and his fingers fisting my hair. His kiss was raw and enticing. I returned every kiss, running my hand up his chest.
“We should go to sleep,” he said breathlessly but kissed me again.
“Yeah,” I rasped between kisses.
It took a while before we broke apart and decided to catch some sleep. I was glad I’d told him about my horrible exes; it felt like a weight had been lifted off my body.
Maybe he’d tell me about Nadia soon. I wanted to know who she was.
CHAPTER23
NADIA
Iwoke up alone on the bed. I’d told Tristan about my wild past, and I was glad I’d gotten that off my chest. I hadn’t spoken about it for a long time, and honestly, it was good, telling someone.
I felt so lazy today. I just wanted to stay in bed and do nothing, but I needed food. I forced myself out of bed and went to wash my face and my mouth.
Adrian and Karen had already gone on their vacation. I wished I could go on one too.
I walked down the stairs, holding the railing to support my lazy bones.
“Good morning, Miss Simpson. How was your night?” Morris asked, placing some toasted bread on the dining table.
“Awesome. Did you have a great night?”
“Yes, Miss Simpson.”
I smiled at him and took a seat.
My phone rang before I could reach for the toasted bread. Tristan’s name appeared on the screen. I couldn’t remember saving Tristan’s name on my phone. I hadn’t even known I had his contact info.
“Tristan?” I said to be sure it was him.
“Hey, Chloe. Did I wake you up?” His deep voice, almost raspy, graced my ear.
