When There Is Nothing Left But Love

I froze in shock, taken aback by his behavior. Just as I thought of lifting my arms to push him away, he’d caged me in against the walls of the elevator.

Luckily there’s no one else in the elevator, or we’ll all be in an awkward situation.

His closeness suffocated me, and I felt myself relaxing into his arms.

He swept me off my feet as the elevator doors opened, and he carried me straight to his room.

He switched on the lights in the hallway as he sat me down on the floor, pressing his body into mine. His gaze bored into mine as he said, “I’m not letting you go again.”

His words seemed to be directed at both himself and me.

I opened my mouth and replied breathily, “Ashton, I—”

“Shush, I don’t want to hear a single word!” He placed a finger on my lips.

I scrunched my lips and frowned at him. “Ashton, you jerk!”

Silently, he lifted me and strode towards the huge bed in the room.

He loomed over me on the bed. I turned my head away to avoid his gaze.

He turned my head back to face him. Staring intently at me, he sneered, “Trying to hide somewhere?”

happening right now? Are you planning to sleep with me before we go our separate ways? Or what else do you have

he

you are forcing me to stay, so isn’t that exactly what you want? I mean, that’s usually what happens anyway when

and tightened his grip on me. “You seem to know a lot

pursed my lips and refused to meet his stare. “I can’t

him too far as he suddenly got up, taking a deep breath

after him, perplexed at his behavior.

nature. It always seems like I’m trying to run away, like some headless chicken running around in circles because I

through the receiver. “Scarlett, did you fall into the

voice made my headache worse, and I moved the phone further away from my ear. I replied a while later, “I’m already home.

Aren’t you living with Mr. Murphy?

Ugh! What a

to come up with a suitable excuse. “I bumped into a friend of mine from

we still be there? Plus, it’s hard to last the night at my age. Oh right, I just wanted to let you know that Mr. Murphy’s pretty drunk

“Did you ply him with drinks?” She must be trying to make a move on

I missed this chance, I wouldn’t have anything to boast about

in my brain appeared to be jammed when faced with her unusual thought process. How

me know. Who knows, maybe I can be

sounded ecstatic like she was already imagining

I