Page 73 of Carrying Your Lies


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“Savannah?”

It’s been three weeks since we slept together; this is the first time he has spoken to me. Not wanting to create a scene, I turn around and follow him up to his office. The short walk is silent and tense.

He holds the door open for me before closing it behind us. Xavier leans against the door and watches as I awkwardly stand in the middle of the room. “I’ve missed you,” he says. His voice is low and filled with a pang of sadness.

“You’re the one that’s been avoiding me.” I raise my eyebrow at him. “You made a mistake. It won’t happen again, and you don’t have to worry about me telling your wife.”

My heart beats in rhythm with his steps. He stands before me and places two fingers under my chin, forcing me to look at him. “Don’t ever call it a mistake again,” he growls.

I can’t help but laugh. “What would you call it then?”

His fingers come up to my face and lightly stroke my cheeks. His movements are soft and slow. His face has tenderness as he studies mine as though I may disappear.

He leans in closer so his lips brush against mine when he speaks. In a low whisper, he continues. “I have no control around you, and that scares me. It’s not just sex. I crave you in every way. I miss you even when you’re right there. I want every fibre in our beings to be intertwined until we are one. I love you, Savannah.”

I turn my head away when he tries to kiss me. “Stop.”

“I love you,” he whispers again.

“No.”

“I love you.”

The emotions in his eyes scare me because they’re so raw and honest. Nobody has ever looked at me like that before.

“Kiss me,” he begs.

I don’t have time to protest because his lips claim mine, and my resolve breaks. Unlike the first time, this kiss is slow. His lips are gentle, and he doesn’t fight for dominance. His hands thread through my hair while mine rest on his chest, feeling his erratic heartbeat.

The tinkle of Emery’s laugh travels upstairs from the kitchen, where she sits with Huxley. The sound feels like a bucket of ice-cold water being thrown over me.

I snap out of the spell and push him away. “Stop! You don’t get to do that. You’re married! And I…”

I also have feelings for Huxley.

“You what?”

Like a fish, my mouth opens and closes, unable to finish what I started.

“You what, Savannah?”

“I can’t do this to Emery.” I push past him and head for the door. My hand is on the handle when he speaks.

“I’m leaving her.”

I slowly turn around. “What?”

He shrugs. “This marriage was over long before we happened. I can’t lie to myself anymore. I don’t love her. I haven’t for a long time.” He straightens his cuffs and walks past me. “I’m ready to sacrifice the queen. I don’t want to hide behind her anymore. Your turn to make the next move.” With those heavy words, he leaves me standing in his office alone.

I take a moment to absorb everything that just happened. Huxley gave me his car. Xavier said helovesme. He’s going to leave his wife. Emery has no idea that I betrayed her. And now I have to sit around a table with all three and pretend nothing is happening.

Emery points me to the seat opposite her and, by no coincidence on her part, next to Huxley.

“Would you like me to plate your food?” I joke with Huxley.

He grins at me. “Go ahead. You do such a good job of it at the office.”

“I spit in your food.”

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