Married to My Enemy

She would be mine again.

I never failed a mission.

Chapter Ten: Hailey

I was reading the same paragraph for the sixth time and still didn’t remember a single word. I sighed when I had to start for the seventh time.

My concentration was shot to pieces and it was all his fault.

Wyatt Murphy.

Being with him had been mind-blowing.

After I left his place, I hadn’t slept a wink, my mind consumed by the remembered sensations of what had transpired.

Even now, between my legs was deliciously sore, a reminder of what I had done with him. I looked around at the other faces in the library, sure that my salacious thoughts were clearly visible to all. No one was paying any attention to me. The serious faces looked like they were actually getting studying accomplished. Unlike myself.

Inside I was realizing that agreeing to a friend with benefits arrangement would never work for me. I wasn’t built in a way that allowed me to keep emotions out of a physical relationship, especially not with the man who was my first and only love. I would have to break it off with him.

Just as soon as I mustered the courage to face him again.

Jesus what a mess I had gotten myself into.

I turned my attention back to the biology text book in front of me and tried to focus one more time. I had been at the library for almost an hour and hadn’t retained anything new yet. I needed to shake off this Wyatt funk because at this rate I would be failing all my classes soon.

Noah was off at a playdate at a friend’s house and I thought I would take the moment of alone time to study. Being at the library always put me in the right frame of mind to do so. Not today though.

My head was down, eyes on a diagram depicting a part of the anatomy when I felt the air in the building change.

I looked up and my eyes went straight for the entrance. My breath caught in my throat.

Wyatt was here and he was looking straight at me. I felt that heated gaze clear across the room and squirmed where I sat, my body reacting as if on unspoken command.

The air was charged with sexual heat and it would be clear to anyone who looked our way. I could not tear my eyes away though, especially not when he started toward me. He came up to me and took my hand. He drew a lazy pattern on the back of my hand with his thumb and I felt that caress in my core.

He knew what he was doing to me too. I could tell by the knowing glint in his eyes. It made me wish I knew how to hide my feelings better. His knowing stare gave him too much power over me.

With a gentle tug on my fingers, he said, “Come with me.”

By the look in his eyes, I knew exactly what would happen if I followed him. He could not have been more explicit of what he wanted from me with the conversation we had last night.

I should tell him off and walk away.

His friends with benefit offer would never work because despite what I said, I knew my emotions would get involved.

They already were and I couldn’t afford for them to be.

But I knew I couldn’t say no to him, I never could. Clearly that hadn’t changed.

My body was betraying me. My nipples were hard, pointed and probably showing through my dress. My core had turned molten and was leaking my heated desire onto my panties. Damn him and his fuck me eyes.

My heart wasn’t doing much better, doing all sorts of flips and hops in my chest.

My brain was valiantly trying to erect my emotional defenses and I promised it that this would be the last time I let myself fall under this man’s spell.

I would allow myself the pleasure of his body one last time. I would risk my heart one last time, then I would put an end to this relationship and move on.

Just this one last time…