Page 34 of Tormented By Regret

I sighed, taking another bite of the egg roll. I figured if my face was stuffed, I didn't have to respond, but I was wrong.

“Are you going to tell me what happened?” She persisted.

I shook my head, taking a container and walking into the living room.

“Why not?” She plopped herself right next to me, one leg folded under her, an arm propped over the edge of the couch as she watched me intently, determined to get any information she could out of me.

“Stop staring at me.” I muttered between bites of Lo Mein.

“Why? Does it bother you when I stare?”

“No. But if you continue to be a brat…” I stared back at her, this time dropping my gaze to the deep V in her neckline. Her tits called out to me to devour them, and even the chicken in my mouth tasted bland compared to the sweet taste of her.

“I just want to know if we're alright. Am I safe, Lee?”

I watched her for a long moment and then set the container down, wiping my mouth before turning to her.

“Just do what I ask and nothing bad will happen to you.”

“You're taking me back with you because you'd rather have me close, aren't you?”

Whisper could be a lot of things, but the one thing she wasn't, was dumb. And I didn't want to treat her as such either.

“That's right. It's my job to keep you safe and I can't do that with you halfway across the damn nation.”

“Hmmm,” she nodded. Her next response took me off guard. “Or is it that you want to keep me close because you like me?”

My eyes shot to hers, she definitely had no filter when working out her own answers.I turned to her, sliding my arm alongside hers on the edge of the couch as I leaned in. Her reaction was instantaneous. Red cheeks, tongue licking her lips anxiously, her tits rising and falling as her body responded to the heat mine gave out.

“What do you think?” I asked her.

“I…I think you're playing games.”

“I'm getting too old for games, honey.”

“You're known to be a player…honey,” she also knew how to give it right back.

“That's because I'm no one's forever. So you might as well realize that now, Whisper.”

“That's bullshit,” she stated adamantly.

“Excuse me?” I arched my brow.

“You heard me. Stop feeding me bullshit. Someone doesn't hurt this bad…” She said, placing her hand over my chest. “If they didn't have a forever.”

“You talk a lot, you know that.” I leaned into her, forcing her back into the couch cushions, her legs spreading for me as I slid myself between her legs.

“You have no idea who I am, Whisper.”

“I’m getting to know who you are, and I’m not stupid. I know you're hurting. I know your words aren't true.”

I leaned in, my lips hovering over hers. “Don't fall for me, my pretty lunatic. I'm not allowed to love anyone anymore.”

“Too late,” she whispered, her lips sliding over mine in a seductive kiss.

I let her kiss me, my lips opening for her tongue, deepening the kiss for her as she whimpered and pressed herself against me.

“I care for you,” she whispered against my mouth. “And I know you care for me. If not, you wouldn't be doing all this.”

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