BROKEN

Chapter 9 THERE'S NO ESCAPING

Felicity POV

I run my hand through his hair as I lay my forehead against his. My heart beats erratically. Something about this kiss that awaken something inside of me. Something really strong. I'm falling in love with Greg. As much as I try to deny it, the feeling is there for me to see. I'm happy when I'm with him. The way we kiss passionately even after the sex. Call me crazy, but if it's just the sex, maybe I can deal with that. But even after all the lust are satiated my feeling for him is still strong. I need to backup now that I cannot rewind things. I'm afraid for myself, I need to put distance between us so I can think clearly. It is never my intention to get any kind of feeling involve. I'm married to someone else. And now my heart lead me astray from my original goal.

"I want to, but I can't!" I say as I pull off from his embrace.

"Why?" Greg asks, dare I say there's a disappointed look in his face for a second.

"You know what, never mind. Just let me know when you're free." He adds almost immediately.

"I will!" I say.

"Well, I've to go back to my office. I'll see you soon okay!"

I see his broad shoulder as he turns back and closes my office door. My inside churn and twist it hurts. Why the hell I don't have any girlfriend, in times like this I curse myself for not having one. I call Hannah, wondering where she was and thank god at the same time, she's not here knowingly I just have sex with Greg.

"Hi, Hannah where are you?" I ask her when she pick up her phone.

"I'm still at the conference room finishing up. Are you finished with Mr. Donovan?" She asks. Woaaah, we're finished each other need indeed. I blush with my naughty thoughts.

"We have. Can you go here now?"

"Be there in a minute." Hannah says, hanging up our phone.

"Okay, what do you need?" Hannah says as she come up to my office, sitting in front of me.

"Are you free this evening?" I ask.

"Sure, what project this time?" Hannah asks.

"Nope, it's none work related. I can use a friend right about now. I have this steak craving and I don't feel like eating alone."

"Oh, are you...?" Hannah lets her words hang. I just realize that I used the word "crave".

"Nope, not pregnant. I'm stress eating. I need a bottle of wine to go along with that steak."

"Hahaha, as long as you're paying, I'm in." Hannah and I laugh.

"Deal, book a table for us at Matteo. Seven sounds okay to you? We can go there straight from the office." I ask Hannah.

"Okay, let me book it now."

"Done." Hannah let me now few minutes later.

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We arrive at Matteo, the receptionist greets us and lead the way for us to side in the far side of restaurant. Matteo is famous high-end Italian Restaurant, is not easy to book a table here. But I know the owner and my family are quite regular. There are few parts of the restaurant the bar, for people who are still waiting for their table. There's a center of the restaurant, with chandelier and beautiful settings usually famous peoples or the one who wants to be seen are seated there. Then there's the intimate section for the ones that love quiet and peaceful ambience and another part is more of a business vibe with brighter lighting. I'm not too surprise when we get the business section one because of the short notice. We're lucky enough to get one anyway, beside I'm not in the mood to be seen and definitely not the dimmer romantic setting one. I order salad and steak with a bottle of red wine while Hannah order bruschetta and sea bass. We are chatting about a lot of stuff none work related when suddenly Hannah asks me.