Love the Second Time Around

Chapter 122

 

Chapter 122 Acting Guilty

I checked my phone, almost dropping it when I saw who the sender was.

It was a text from Royce from my blind date.

I could not help but feel like I was cheating on him.

In his text, Royce mentioned that he had not contacted me because he had been away on a business trip. He followed that up with an invitation to chat the next day.

Chat? About what? Dominic’s warning remained at the forefront of my mind. If he knew about Royce’s existence, I would be dead meat.

 

I stared at the doorway guiltily as if expecting Dominic to materialize at any moment. I tapped out a reply to Royce hastily.

I’m sorry, but we shouldn’t keep in touch anymore. I’ve got a boyfriend now.

 

After I sent out the text, I sighed in relief.

Royce merely replied, Alright.

Just then, footsteps sounded outside the bedroom. I quickly erased Royce’s conversation history and buried my phone under my pillow. To complete my act of innocence, I pretended to be absorbed in drawing.

Dominic’s senses were, however, razor-sharp.

The minute he got on the bed, he pulled me into his arms and gazed at me inquisitively. “You seem nervous. Feeling guilty about something?”

My heart was about to leap out of my throat at that point. Still, I thought I put on a rather convincing act of nonchalance as I replied, “You’re the one who is guilty.”

He began toying with a strand of my hair as he commented, “That’d better be the case. Liliana, you know the consequences.”

My eyelids twitched before I could muster a brownnosing smile. “Of course not. There’s nothing for you to discover.”

the bed

made a difference, but I had grown more and more sensitive to his

me until I was burning with desire and immediately stop his movements, waiting

begging him, but that

my lesson and played along. It would

making love through the wee hours of the night, I was the one who felt utterly spent

Dominic called me. I almost screamed out of glee at the news he told me. At last, he was no

The heavens must’ve heard my

meant another day of walking around on sore legs. I had been dreaming of the day he would finally

sleep peacefully

speed increased

extra bags of snacks into my shopping cart for good measure. As I reveled in my mini-celebration, I heard someone call

I realized that it was Royce. Wow,

Zanetti, I see you’re doing

seem stilted or awkward as he greeted me. I returned his

into awkward

broke the tension first by saying, “I’m busy, so I’ll make

and

threats were nothing if

am I worrying so much? I bumped into Royce out of coincidence, and Dominic’s not here either. I should hurry

Dominic around, I

lasted about a

Camille; after all, she’s his fiancée. He should be spending more time with her after rendezvousing with

came knocking bright and early on Sunday morning, dragging me

in exhaustion, struggling to open my eyes after rushing a manuscript last

I want is to veg out in bed.

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