Page 55 of Falling For The Billionaire Rockstar

“What happened to your key?” she asked me without looking in Alex’s direction. We had stopped back earlier to get some flowers and her favorite cookies, and I could see her side-eyeing the package.

“Hey, Sam . . . uh . . . would you please let us in?” I asked in a very low tone, and she stared for a few seconds before walking away from the door and leaving it to us. Alex held the door while I walked in first, grabbing Sam’s arm just before she made a turn for her room. “Let’s talk, please?”

She turned and looked at me with the coldest eyes, but I didn’t budge.It was either now or never.Shrugging her arm away from my grip, she brushed past us and walked into the livingroom. Alex and I sat on the sofa directly opposite her while she folded her arms across her chest and stared.

“What do you guys want?” she asked dryly. I was pretty sure she could spend the rest of her life ignoring us if we didn’t make an attempt to reconcile first. I found her self-will to be incredibly fierce.

“Please give us a chance to explain everything regarding our dating and relationship,” Alex said for the first time since we got here, and Sam also looked in his direction for the first time, too.

“Make it quick,” she said.

I adjusted in my seat as I thought of the best way to start the conversation. “It all started when we found out about Greg’s engagement. I was disheartened and angry. After everything he had put me through, he easily found a replacement for me only a few weeks after the wedding scandal.” I paused to read her face, but her expression was completely blank. “So Alex offered to help me get back at Greg by pretending to also be my new lover, so I agreed. I promise you it really was an innocent plan in the beginning . . .”

“And now?” Sam cut in, her eyes traveling between me and her brother.

“We recently found out that we had feelings for each other, but it wasn’t always like this.” Alex chipped in.

“We really love you, Sam, and it was never our intention to hurt you. Things were just quite messy at the time,” I finally said, and she sighed. I still couldn’t tell what she was thinking as she remained unfazed, even after our explanation.

“Well, I hope you guys are happy in your relationship,” she said and stood up to leave. Alex caught up with her before she could exit the room again, and she turned, her eyes flashing with annoyance. “Look, I’ve given you my time by listening to your explanation. How about you do the same for me by allowing meenough time to process this? At least I deserve this much, don’t I ?”

I glanced at Alex, urging him to let her be. When he had released her, I moved closer and spoke. “Yes, you deserve as much time as you need to fully process all of this. Bear in mind that we both love you so much.” Sam pursed her lips, and I continued, “Also, if it helps, I’m moving back to my apartment right away. I have no reason to remain here anymore since I stopped hiding. I’ll give you as much space and time as you need. I miss you so much already.” Tears were starting to well up in my eyes, so I blinked to push them back.

Sam turned just then to look at me, and for a moment, I saw a hint of my best friend again. The longing in her eyes made me feel like throwing my arms around her and forgetting everything else.

“Do whatever you want.” The ice queen was back again, and she left the room before anything else could be said. I sighed, and Alex put his arm around me.

I led Alex to my room so he could help me pack my things. There wasn’t much I brought here when I moved in with Sam, but I had bought quite a few things since then, so packing all of them would be stressful to do alone.

“Are you okay?” he asked as soon as we were within the privacy of my bedroom. I nodded, although I wasn’t sure how I felt. Explaining everything to Sam brought about a feeling of relief that I didn’t think I’d feel, but at the same time, I wasn’t sure our relationship would ever go back to the way it was again.

Alexander kissed my temple, and I wrapped my arms around him. He did the same, and I felt an immense level of comfort in his embrace. We stayed that way for a while until I reminded him that we needed to pack.

Less than twenty minutes later, Alex was carrying my big bag downstairs while I held a smaller box and my handbag.

Sam was still inside her room, and I knew she wouldn’t be coming out until we left. “We’re leaving, Sam!” I shouted at her bedroom door.

She didn’t respond, and I waited a while before we walked out of the apartment.

My apartment wasn’t so far from Sam’s, so we got there in less than fifteen minutes. I had not been here since what was supposed to be my wedding day, so the place felt abandoned and stuffy.

I opened the windows to let some air in. Alex was staring at my art collections on the wall, as well as a mini bookshelf where I had about ten books stacked in.

“Your apartment looks extra cozy,” he said, pacing around my small living room. “Yeah, I got it three years ago, and I had planned on moving out, but I had gotten so used to this place already.”

His phone suddenly chimed, and he checked to see that it was an alarm for his meeting. “Oh right, I’m sorry, but I have to go, baby. Would you be fine cleaning by yourself?”

I nodded, and he pulled me into his arms. “Cleaning is like therapy for me, so of course, I’ll be fine. Call me as soon as you’re done with the meeting,” I replied, and he kissed me. It was a hot and intense kiss that turned quickly into a mini make-out session.

When he finally released me, I felt some warmth between my legs. Alex left shortly after, and I focused on cleaning my apartment and rearranging things that were out of place. By the time I had finished, two hours had passed. Feeling exhausted, I collapsed into my couch and took a long, needed nap.

The sound of my doorbell woke me up. It was almost 5:00 p.m. now, and I must have been asleep for about three hours. I staggered to the door, putting a hand over my mouth as Iyawned. I opened the door to let Alex in. I wasn’t expecting him to return, but the look on his face instantly made me feel tense.

“Is everything okay? How did your meeting go?” I asked, walking behind him.

He stopped abruptly and turned to face me. “So, it was about my trip. It has been shifted to three weeks from now,” he said.

I smiled, feeling grateful I would get to spend some time with him before he left. “That sounds wonderful. At least I get to spend a few moments with you before you leave,” I said, still smiling excitedly.

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