My throat moved up and down on the swallow as I stared at Cameron. The thoughts inside my mind formed a roundabout and spun at an increasing speed. What should I tell him? Deny? Confirm? Tell the complicated truth that would require him to learn all too many secrets?“Sarah?” His eyes searched mine. “I feel like I've put you in an uncomfortable situation. I have to know what's going on to fix this.”I pushed air into my lungs and shook my head. “It is something you cannot fix.”His hands cupped my cheeks. “Please… I need to know. Is there anything between you and my brother?”I bit my lip, preparing myself for what I was about to say. “Something happened between us in the past. It… It didn't work out. Now, there's nothing.”He nodded slowly, keeping his eyes on me. “OK. That's all I needed to know,” he said, drawing a faint smile. Then he grabbed my hand and laced his fingers with mine. “What if we skip dinner at the restaurant and find a more private place where we could order fried
ALEX“What the hell was that?!” Jeanette finally snapped when I was driving her home from the restaurant. I was wondering when it would happen, and it did, just as I was taking a turn on Lexington Avenue, not so far from her apartment.Letting out a long sigh, I asked, “What was what?”“Y-your behavior! You were angry at Cameron's contact with that kid!” she yelled out.“Lower your voice. I can hear you well without your display of an irrational outburst,” I said calmly, knowing it was going to aggravate her even further.“Irrational?! Nothing about my behavior is irrational!” The pitch of her voice rose, and so did the volume.I pulled over to a curb, stopping a block or two from her apartment. I turned to her. “That idiotic jealousy is seriously starting to get on my nerves, Jeanette. First, you were insecure because of Sarah, and now it's the kid that bothers you?”Her eyes widened as she gasped. “Don't talk to me like that.”“I'm only stating the truth.” I turned off the engine an
SARAH“I want a full, detailed report on what's going on,” Joy demanded, fixing her eyes on me.We hadn't seen each other for a week. She was still living with Liam and me in our apartment, but because she had a lot of work and I had a lot on my mind, including Liam's school and creating more drafts for the museum, we kept passing each other in the doorway. That evening, Joy finished her work earlier, and we finally had time to catch up.Liam was already asleep, and Joy and I could blissfully relax on the sofa in the salon downstairs with wine glasses in our hands. I shifted in my seat to face her and took a drink from the glass. “Cameron and I... I think we're kind of… dating,” I admitted, a soft giggle lacing my voice.Joy's brows rose. “You think? Kind of? That doesn't sound right.”I curled a strand of my hair around my finger. “Well, nothing has been said yet, but I think I like him, Joy. And I think he likes me too. Above all, he likes Liam, and Liam... Liam doesn't run away fro
ALEXLast night, I dreamed about Sarah. She walked into my bedroom wearing nothing but a silk nightgown. Her fiery hair gently fell on her shoulders as she moved closer to the bed, looking at me with her stormy gray eyes. Then she slid under the sheets, falling into my embrace. She smiled at me as she pushed me to my back. Seductively lowering herself, she dipped her head and kissed down my chest and abdomen, moving dangerously close to the band of my boxer briefs. Her touch felt like fever injected wherever her lips went. She then pushed my briefs down, freeing my hard erection. A second later, she grabbed my length in her slender hand while her tongue teasingly grazed the tip. Tension grew within me as she closed her mouth over the head of my cock. A hoarse groan left me, and she shifted slightly, raising her head enough for her heated gaze to connect with mine. She took me in hesitantly before sliding down rhythmically, reaching further with each push. The pressure inside me grew f
SARAH“Mommy, Mommy!” My son ran into Cameron's office, followed by a tall brunette in five-inch heels. I certainly admired Cameron's secretary for being able to walk in these shoes without breaking a leg, but they certainly limited her ability to chase after a bundle of energy like Liam. “I saw Alex and told him hi!” he announced, grinning.Shivers ran down my spine, and I looked at Melanie with question marks in my eyes. Her lips stretched wryly. “I'm sorry… He ran away, and Mr. Ravenford brought him back.”I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, but it was too late. The annoyance, the frustration, and a little bit of panic were already bubbling inside me. When Cameron asked me and Liam to visit him in his office, the last thing I wanted was for Alex to find out. Of course, my son clearly had a different opinion on that matter. “Why did you run away? I thought I asked you to behave.” I gave Liam a strict look.He smiled sheepishly. “I wanted to see Alex. Melanie started talking with he
ALEXIt was hard for me to remain calm when Philip Corbin called me, suggesting hiring Sarah to design the interiors for our hotels. Why hadn't I thought about it sooner? Not only would she be perfect for this project, but it also gave me a chance to keep her by my side. I'd agreed before he finished the sentence. Some sort of wicked excitement grew within me. Knowing that she had already accepted Corbin's proposal to work on this project felt even better. With the first spot obtained, including Sarah in the project, and getting Liam's hair sample, I thought that this day couldn't get any better. Then she appeared in front of my office…Her glowing eyes, the gentle blush on her cheeks, and her parted lips easily betrayed her nervousness. Her chest rose and fell shakily, even though she did everything she could to keep her composure. My eyes roamed down, appreciating the way her lilac female suit wrapped around her delicious curves. It took less than three heartbeats for my dick to swe
SARAH The smell of freshly ground coffee curved my lips into a smile. I crawled out of bed and heard the sizzling and boiling sounds coming from the kitchen. I took a few steps and inhaled through my nose. “Pancakes,” I muttered, releasing a soft chuckle. I loved that morning already. My half-sleepy eyes were barely helping me find my way downstairs and through the corridor. I followed the smells and quickly stepped into the bright kitchen. As soon as I passed the threshold, Liam ran toward me. A wide smile on his face told me that he enjoyed that morning as much as I did. “Mommy, look what we have for breakfast!” he exclaimed, taking my hand and leading me to the big, round table in the dining room. I slowly took in the pile of pancakes, fresh little buns, an omelet, and a vegetable salad. My eyes widened. “Who's going to eat all that stuff?” I laughed, staring at the amount of food in disbelief. “Daddy said that he'll eat it if you don't want to,” Liam announced and ran back to
Jeanette's threat played in my mind on repeat until the blood in my veins turned into acid. Perhaps I should have been frightened that she would act even before I could get close to her fiancé again, but what I felt was a lot of anger, heavily coated with frustration. I knew that Alex was supposed to marry her. I was more than aware that he had already been taken, no matter how many times he proved to be unaffected by his relationship. But this wasn't about me; it was about my son. Liam was Alex's blood, and Jeanette had no right to forbid Alex from finding out about his son. Of course, what Alex would do with that knowledge was a completely different matter…My uneasiness lasted throughout the day, and even after I silenced it with a glass of wine in the evening, it resurfaced early in the morning. My imagination—additionally fed by Korean dramas and Lakorns—ran wild, sending me thousands of different scenarios of what turning my life into hell might look like. But then I asked mysel