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again? “Really what’s wrong? Is it the baby?”

She hesitated to answer which caused my heart to drop. I didn’t know what she deciphered

from the look on my face, but it made her rush to answer my question.

“No. I just wanted to know if I could sleep with you?” she asked.

Totally a fucking dream. Her request sounded too good to be real.

She sighed audibly. “Can I lay down or not, Adam? No, you’re not dreaming.”

Had I said that out loud or did she know me that well?

She broke me from my thoughts. “May I?”

I wanted to tell her no. I shouldn’t be so easy to forgive her after she’d hurt me. But I was

weak, and I’d missed her. I pulled back the sheets and made space for her beside me. I saw the

uncertainty in her eyes as she made her way around the bed, but it didn’t stop her. When she slid her

warm body next to mine, I almost choked on air.

Long minutes passed as we lay side by side, just breathing.

“Adam,” she started, then stopped. She cleared her throat.

I held my breath. With Eve I never knew what to expect. I prepared for the worst.

“I’m sorry,” she said, her voice soft.

Her apology surprised me, and though I wanted to believe it was sincere, I didn’t. Last time

she apologized and then left as soon as I gave her the option.

“Are you really? And for what?” I asked.

“I’m sorry for making you worry about me and the baby.”

“That’s it?” She had so much more to be apologetic about. “What about everything else?”

“That’s all I feel I need to apologize for. Can’t that be enough?”

No, because you hurt me, I wanted to scream, but I kept that to myself. I knew it would turn

our conversation into an argument. I remained silent until she spoke again.

“What do you want from me, Adam?”

“I want everything. I want us, our baby. A family. I want to protect you.”

I want to fuck you into a sinful oblivion. I kept that last part to myself, knowing the deep down

she still thought everything I had done was all about sex. I needed her to know it was about more,

much more.

“I hate that I needed to hear you say that,” she admitted and continued before I could respond.




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