The journey of The Mine series continues, 17-year-old Emma James restarts her life in Los Angeles after leaving the hospital facility due to her forbidden romance with her stepbrother, charming, beautiful, sexy Christopher Greyson.
But is Emma...
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Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. I kept thinking the second I opened my eyes while my self-conscious mind kept screaming at me. I was shook that I had finally slept with Christopher after all this time. I guess I been craving him. And I didn't realize it until I was caught in his arms, in this bed just being taken over my pure affection.
I knew that I never stopped loving him. I was mad. I was crazy to even think that I wasn't. I can still see him, moving in the perfect rhythmic pleasure. And I just think about Christopher while I was in his embrace. I never felt that way in so long. It brought me so much nostalgia and so much history. Christopher and I have so much history. And the moment he kissed me, I couldn't help but return him the favor and the crave. I had to give him everything too. I gave him my soul and I was starving to have him all over again.
The difference between Christopher and Noah is mostly that one feeds off with his own pleasure and ways to get off out of his pain and frustration that lingers to the worst abuse. And the other is passionate, kind, loving, caring, loyal and always sensual. Christopher has always made it sensual. And I actually missed that. I missed not having him. And everyone knew it that Christopher and I are meant to be together. But, now I know that they were never wrong. And I keep going back to my last conversation with Noah when I saw him with Kate. The thought that Noah had another woman touching him made me cringe. But it also made me feel relieved to see it. I felt free for a moment. And even proud. But still, hurt and saddened by Noah's anger he punched at me.
I'm lying on my side, and I still hear the rain outside the window. The room is dark. And I turn over to look behind me and I see Christopher. His arm is lying over my waist. And our legs are entwined beneath the sheet. Christopher is sleeping peacefully. I can hear his quiet breathing and I smile to myself. I actually had no memory at the beginning of my waking. But it sort of all just came flooding right back in my mind all at once. And it stuck right in my head being glued.
I had turned over to see Christopher. And I was questioning all of it. I had just watched him sleeping as I was facing him. And I just wish I knew why I stayed loyal to Noah until' now. But I think it's because Christopher and I have so much history that I was afraid of falling back into the wrong hands. And I know that I will have make a choice. A choice for myself. It's not about me being with Noah or me being with Christopher. It's about what I want and what is right. And I know I will have to choose Christopher. I didn't realize that I am still in love with him until' I slept with him for the first time in a long time. And I missed feeling all of it with him. I felt somehow emotionally connected when I was making love with him.
Sometimes I just wonder if what we did was a mistake. Was it a bad choice to sleep with him? Was all of this the worst choice? I had definitely cheated on Noah. But I kinda don't care. And the whole time, I never once thought about Noah. It was him. I kept thinking of Christopher. I saw his stormy gray eyes gazing into mine the whole time.
