Be still my heart.
Travis has never done anything like this and honestly, I am so grateful that he has.
Guilt consumes me whole as I step closer, I shouldn’t have slept with Edward, but things just kind of… happened? Little by little I close in on the ajar bedroom door where I see rose petals sprinkled on the ground.
I hear a groan come from the room and I stand a little taller. Pushing the door, my stomach falls and my heart follows.
There Travis is, riding a girl with dark brown hair and long legs that are wrapped around his back.
They don’t even know I am here.
I clap loudly, which has Travis pulling back and tuggingourbedsheets up with him.
“And there was me thinking this was all for me,” I half laugh, half choke.
His eyes are wide, his mouth opening and shutting like a fucking fish.
“How foolish of me,” I drop my head and ignore the searing pain that scorches through my heart.
“Flora…” he begins and I hold my hand up, shaking my head from side to side.
“Don’t waste your breath,” I smirk, “I’m out.” I twist on my heel and walk for the door, the sound of his bare feet slapping against the tiled floor following me.
“Flora, please,” he reaches for me but I shove him back.
“Don’t touch me,” I give him a look of pure disgust. “You wanted to get caught, why the fuck would you bring her here?”
“Edward told me you were staying late tonight.”
I blink at him, realisation settling into my chest.
“What?” I whisper.
“Said he needed you to stay over.” I shake my head slowly. “I didn’t expect you home,” and I see the shame slapped across his face.
“The working late… was that ever a thing?” Travis looks away from me, a heavy sigh escaping.
“Only the last week… but before that…”
He wanted me to catch him.
“Before that, you were just lying so you could fuck another woman. You asshole,” I step towards him and slap his cheek, the air whooshes past his lips.
“I’m sorry, Flora.”
“Go choke on your own dick,” I turn and yank my front door open and storm down the hallway towards the lift. “OH!” I shout out as I turn to face Travis once more, “I fucked Edward today.” I see the way my words hurl towards him like bullets, sinking into his skin.
And that’s when I walk away, but it’s not until I am in the lift that the tears fall down my face.
CHAPTER SIX
EDWARD
Cradling a brandy,I am on countdown until the morning. The hours once she leaves seem to pass by so slowly.
I was hooked on her.
Sickening really.