Page 63 of Return To You

It’s time we both stopped doing that shit.

I climb the stairs to her floor three at a time. Cameron and Barnett came with me, both now at the hotel. Something about not spending my twenty-first birthday night alone.

Shaking my head, I go through the door and head to 5b. I don’t hear anything, but I do see a soft light underneath her dark green door.

I swear to fuck, if she slams this door in my face, I’ll kick it down.

It is difficult to knock without force, but I manage it, knowing our son will be in bed right now. I can’t have him awake; his parents need to hash things out.

Rose answers the door after I knock again, clearly not looking through the peephole by the surprise that shows across her face, and I slam my hands down on the door frame at the sight of her.

Fuck me….

My eyes take her in, hair down and wearing nothing but my black button down like the last time I stood in her doorway like this.

Fuck…. My cock twitches and grows, but I will it away.

“Noah…” she says in shock, then wrinkles her nose and asks, “Have you been smoking?”

I ignore her question and growl, really fucking growl, and snap, “You’re pissed at me for leaving you after taking an innocent picture out of context, and you have literally just done the same fucking thing!”

Her eyes widen before she narrows them at me and crosses her arms over her chest, showing me the fiery side I love.

She snaps back, “Actually, two years ago, your sister showed me a picture of you and Piper in your room with your arm around her, but I didn’t believe what it looked like, just like I didn’t believe the picture one of them sent me after your show tonight of you passed out with a liquor bottle lying next to you and Piper sprawled over you, naked, smirking at the camera.” My eyes widen, my mouth dropping open.

She did fucking what!

Violated, I feel fucking violated….

Rose scoffs, “I even know you didn’t kiss that girl back in the green room, even if I did leave before you shoved her away.”

I tilt my head. “Then why run, huh? If you didn’t believe any of that, why in the fuck did you just run? When you finally saw what you really fucking mean to me? Why run?”

Tears shine in her eyes as she drops her arms and admits, “Because I’m beneath you now….”

What the…?

She shakes her head. “I love you so much, Noah, that you are all I have thought about since I was thirteen. You are my heart, my best friend…but you left me alone, and now you’ve gotten yourself an amazing life with all the women you could ask for. I’m beneath you, and you deserve better. That life isn’t for me, and I know, without a doubt, that if you haven’t already, you’ll find the perfect match, who won’t struggle to trust you like I do….”

Silly, silly girl…

“You’re giving up, huh, just like that?” I accuse, and her face reddens, but I continue, knowing I need to rile her up to fight for us, for me, like I should have fought for her two years ago. “You're just going to sit down and bury your head in the sand like a scared little girl. You’re going to willingly watch some girl come into my life, wear my ring, and force me to cover over your tattoos, and be a stepmom to our son, huh?”

She takes a menacing step forward, and I shove off the door frame and get in her face.

“You’re going to stand by and listen to me sing love songs to another woman, declare my love for her in front of millions, and hold her in my arms, are you, Rose?”

She shoves me hard, not liking my words, but I grip her hands and pull her into me, making her gasp as the upper half of her body crashes into mine, and I smirk. “Yeah, I didn’t fucking think so, Petal.”

I slam my lips down on hers, her gasp giving me the perfect opportunity to shove my tongue into her mouth, massaging it against hers roughly.

Rose moans, and my cock strains against my jeans, two years without his tight heat making him weep.

I don’t think, only feel, as I bend a little and grip her thighs, lifting her.

She wraps her legs around my waist, and I walk into her apartment, shutting the door behind us before pushing her up against the wall.

I don’t stop the kiss as I put a hand between us and feel her panties. I groan into her mouth at how wet she is for me. I grip the fabric, tearing it from her body, making her gasp, and then moan when my fingers find her entrance.

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