Page 115 of Take Me With You


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Tears prick my eyes, but I beat them back and stand strong, remembering how I only wanted a chance to see him again. Now that it’s here, I won’t waste a moment.

“I didn’t know that I was still married.”

“Why? He didn’t sign the divorce papers, and you thought he had? Or were you just too caught up in the adrenaline of being caught fucking around on your husband? Or could it be because you figured you could fuck me over when you learned how much I was worth?”

His accusations are blinding and hurtful.

“I would never use you for money, Kincaid! I have my own!”

“Maybe not the billions that I have. People get greedy, you know.”

I sense that the words he’s flinging at me are coming from a place of pain, but he can’t use them against me as his battering ram.

“I’m not like that, and you know it!” I shout.

He rocks back on his heels, and that arrogant sneer that I’ve come to adore graces his face. “Actually, I don’t know you at all. Thought I did, but I don’t. The only thing I know is how fucking good you scream when my cock is shoved down your throat.”

My mouth drops open, stunned at his hateful words.

I shake my head and say, “You don’t have to be so cruel.”

He turns his lips down and asks, “Why not? You were. And didn’t give a fuck while you were fucking me over.”

I blink against the tears that burn my eyes.

“Cade, I—”

“Don’t tell me you’re sorry again!” he whispers harshly.

He needs to know; no matter how this end, he needs to know. It’s only fair.

“Cade, I love you. No matter how harsh or cruel you’re being, I know it’s because you’re hurting. I never meant to hurt you, I swear!”

“Then why did you?” he growls.

I shake my head. “It wasn’t intentional. You need to know that.”

“Do you love me enough to walk away from him?”

I want to say ‘yes,’ but I owe Nicky so much more than this. It’s not his fault we’ve found ourselves in this love train. It’s rushing at a thousand miles a minute, and I can’t slow it down. The impact will be brutal, devastating, and an eternally deadly blow to the heart for us all...no matter who I choose.

He grabs me and pulls me tightly into his arms, and my body aches for him. Bending his head, Kincaid kisses me slowly, passionately, and aggressively, reminding me that I belong to him.

He doesn’t need to because my body and heart both know it. Only my brain has a hard time catching up.

When he breaks away from the kiss and releases me, he asks again, “Do you love me...enough...to leave him?”

His blue eyes are no longer glacial like they were moments ago but the bright blue of a gas fire that is about to explode. The smirk on his lips is arrogant, condescending, and proud, as though he dares me to say no.

I need to explain what’s going on, and maybe he’ll understand my reticence.

“Cade, the reason—”

“Do you love me enough?” he grunts while my name is called from behind me.

“Yesenia!”

I turn around and stare into the eyes I looked into so many years ago and said, ‘I do,’ to. I can see the pain in his eyes, too, and it’s more than I can bear.

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