[Jasmine's POV]
The first thing I heard when I opened my eyes was the spray of water. Dazed, I looked around at the unfamiliar room. The sll of sandalwood embraced like a warm hug. Then, everything ca back to all at once.
Isabella and I being kidnapped, the disgusting rogues, the lust drug, Elliot saving Isabella, Gareth saving , and then losing my virginity to the Lycan King.
My heart lifted, and a large grin blood across my face. Spending the night with Gareth had been the best experience I'd ever had. Hands down. Just rembering Gareth's insistent yet gentle touch and the feeling of being filled by him made shiver with pleasure.
Recalling the tender way he had looked at made flush. We had connected not just physically but emotionally. My body was practically singing with energy from the amazing night of sleep. I'd never been this well-rested. Honestly, after the intense connection, multiple orgasms, and the best night's sleep ever, I felt like a whole new woman.
I snuggled closer into the pillows that held Gareth's scent. I couldn't wait for him to co back to bed. Maybe he would want to make love again. Honestly, I'd be content with just having him hold .
I sat there for a few monts and replayed my favorite monts from last night.
What would Gareth and I do after we finally got out of bed? Maybe have breakfast…
My smile faded as I imagined Michelle or Isabella seeing sneak out of their father's room.
I put a hand to my mouth as my eyes widened with panic. What had I done? Sleeping with Gareth Laken had just made my already complicated life even more of a ss.
Technically, I was his employee. Michelle wouldn't appreciate her tutor sleeping with her dad. My heart panged as I imagined hurt shining in her erald green eyes. To complicate matters even more, Gareth was my ex-mate's future father-in-law. Sothing I was aware of last night, but this fact didn't seem to matter to much when my mind was clouded with lust.
But now, with a clear head, I knew that it mattered.
It mattered a great deal.
Isabella and I had also grown to be friends. She seed to trust , and I believed that I was one of her only friends who didn't use her for her father's status.
How would she feel if she found out I was sleeping with her dad?
Hurt? Betrayed? Probably both.
Axel's handso face swam to the forefront of my mind. Sothing was growing between us. It was true that I didn't feel the sa intense connection with him that I did with Gareth, but a relationship with Axel would be far less complicated.
I groaned, and my head fell into my hands.
To top everything off, I shouldn't even be focusing on having a romantic relationship right now. My dad was in prison, my mom was fading away before my eyes without her mate, and I needed to focus on school and making money to support my family.
Just thinking about all of my current problems made my head spin with anxiety.
With regret, I realized that I couldn't sleep with Gareth again. I couldn't implode my life just because of the intense connection that we seed to share.
Right when I ca to that conclusion, the shower shut off.
My stomach swooped as I heard the faint sound of whistling coming from the bathroom. A mont later, Gareth erged in a cloud of warm steam.
He had only a towel around his waist, and my mouth dried as I took in his muscled body. Water dripped down the ridges of his powerful muscles, and his silver-streaked hair was slicked back.
Gareth was the most handso man I'd ever seen.
All of my reasons for breaking things off between us jumped out of my head. The only thing I could think about was the pleasure he had elicited from my body.
I was speechless as I greedily scanned every inch of him.
A knowing smirk crossed Gareth's face as he took in my awed expression. He strode toward , allowing the towel to slip a little bit. The defined V that seed chiseled into his waist made my hands shake.
"Like what you see, Jasmine?" he murmured, raising his eyebrows.
An embarrassed flush spread across my cheeks. He could read too well.
As he reached for , all of the reasons why we couldn't sleep together again flooded into my mind.
I scrambled away from his touch as if it would burn .
A flash of hurt crossed his face, but in an instant, it was gone. It was so quick that I might have imagined it.
I cleared my throat and tucked my hair behind my ears.
"I'm sorry… But I think what happened between us was a mistake on my part." I couldn't look into his eyes, so I was speaking to the white blanket. "This," I gestured between us, "can't happen again."
For a mont, there was only silence between us. My neck burned, and I couldn't take the quiet any longer, so I looked up.
Gareth wasn't smiling anymore. He was frowning, his hands flexing by his sides.
"Don't get wrong, last night was…amazing," I hurried to explain, not wanting to hurt his feelings. "You were…amazing." That seed to be the only adjective I could co up with right now. "My life is just too complicated, and sothing between us would just complicate it more. If we were together, everything would beco too tangled with Michelle's tutoring, my history with Elliot, whatever is going on with Axel and , and my friendship with Isabella."
Gareth nodded once, and his expression closed off, like blinds covering a window. The energy between us beca strange, and my stomach unpleasantly swooped.
"You're absolutely right," Gareth said in a clipped tone. "To , you're just Michelle's tutor."
His words hung in the air, and bile rose to my throat when I digested them.
Why didn't he just slap in the face? That would have hurt less.
"You need to leave," he continued, not eting my gaze. "You have a job to do. It's not like Michelle can tutor herself." His voice was ice cold, and it chilled the room, making shiver. "Let get you so clothes to change into."
He disappeared into his closet and ca back out holding a black shirt and gray shorts.
Awkwardly, I grabbed the clothes and wrapped the sheet around my body. In the bathroom, I combed my hair with my fingers, rinsed my mouth out with mouthwash, and put on Gareth's oversized clothes.
All the while, there was a hollow pit in my stomach.
When I exited the bathroom, Gareth was on his phone and didn't look up at .
"Goodbye, Gareth," I murmured.
All he did was give a short nod.
As I walked past him, my heart ached with regret.
My body was screaming at to stay by his side, but my rational mind knew that I couldn't. I had to break things off between us, even if it was one of the hardest things I'd ever done. That was the only way to ensure I didn't ruin my life.
Gently, I closed his bedroom door behind with a small click. That noise sounded a lot like my heart breaking.
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