Betrayal At The Altar

Rachel’s mind blanked out. Her legs were weak like jelly, and she couldn’t move at all

The car sped by and passed her by at lightning speed

Momentum from the car caused her to lose balance, she swung around and fell to the

ground

She thought the car would ignore her and continued to speed away as if she wasn’t there. There was nothing and no one around here after all, and they wouldn’t get caught even if they did hit and run.

Little did she expect, the car stopped and reversed until it stopped right before her.

She watched the car door open from her sprawled position, and a man with slim legs in black bespoke leather shoes stepped out from the car. He got out of the car and walked toward her. After reaching her, he extended the umbrella in his hand and sheltered her from the pouring rain.

“Are you okay?” David Jones asked. His voice was deep and clear to her ears.

Rachel raised her eyes and looked at him. The man standing before her had a chiseled jawline and well–defined facial features, especially the deep, dark eyes that could stare into her soul, and she found that to be extremely attractive.

The pair of eyes seemed familiar. Had she seen them before?

where

voice was a little hoarse when she answered, “I’m fine. Thank you.”

The wound and

felt a strong arm catch her by the waist

instantly enveloped by his warmth and the smell of his body. It was cooling, and exclusively him.

strong, muscular chest with her palms and the throbbing veins beneath the muscles even

but failed terribly. He swooped down on her and picked her up with

displeasure filled her eyes as she cried, “What are you doing?

held hands. She couldn’t help feeling tremendous discomfort when a stranger

now.” David gazed down at her,

on my own.” She was uncomfortable with the intimacy they were having. The cool aura of

fell into her ears

gust of cold wind from the air–conditioner hit her when he put her into the passenger seat, causing her

he glanced at Rachel, who appeared weak in his eyes. He took off the jacket he

the jacket smell like him, but there was leftover warmth from his body. Her heart beat a little faster when she felt his leftover heat envelop

his eyes when

gazed at

my apology and allowing me to make it up to you.” He frankly spoke with his deep voice as he gazed at