Page 23 of Wish You Once More
So right, yet so wrong.
Everything I ever felt for Mat Redmond came rushing back over me, engulfing every rational thought in my head.
He has a girlfriend.
I hate him.
I love him.
“Bree.”
One word.
When his lips touched mine, I forgot the past and lost myself in the moment. Our mouths came together, hungrily exploring each other as if we’d been together yesterday. Mat’s hands threaded into my hair, guiding me even closer to him, claiming me as his again.
A group of teenagers walked past, wolf-whistling at our actions, calling out for us to get a room, but their words went unnoticed.
The kiss almost erased the past.
Almost took away all those years of hurt.
The kiss seemed almost never ending until Mat finally drew back, a lopsided smile on his face.
“Well, that wasn’t how I envisaged the evening ending.”
“Me either.” I put my fingers to my bruised lips, gently touching them.
“I should go.” He dragged a hand through his hair. “Jonny will be wondering where I am.”
I forced a smile, pushing down my disappointment. “Of course. Go. Big day tomorrow.”
Mat took one step towards me, leaning in for one last kiss before heading off.
A kiss which left me more confused than I had ever been.
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Mat
The double bed in Jonny and Melinda’s spare room wasn’t comfortable enough to stop me from tossing and turning all night.
I hadn’t mean to end up kissing Bree, but once I’d explained, I couldn’t stop myself.
It felt so easy.
Not that Bree was easy, anything but.
I lay on my back, hands behind my head, and stared at the ceiling, listening to the seagulls as they saw dawn break.
Did it mean I wanted her back?
I’d never wanted to lose her in the first place.
As I was about to close my eyes and try to get some rest, the door opened, and Henry burst in.
“Uncle Mat! Read to me!” He jumped up on the bed and thrust a book into my hand.
The Hungry Caterpillar.
