The Billionaire's Widow

24

Paige’s POV

Saturday came with an ache in my chest—an ache for home, for peace. I counted down the minutes until the day was over, excited to see my parents again. Amy would be driving us, but before I could even pack up, something completely unexpected disrupted my day.

“Paige?”

I looked up—and there she was.

“Kim?” My voice was sharp. “What the hell are you doing here?”

She smiled like she hadn’t shattered me before.

“I missed you. Since your security guy won’t let me through anymore, I figured I’d try this route.”

I looked around. Empty floor. Of course.

“You need to leave before Hailey sees you.”

“No can do,” she said, casually dropping her bag on my desk.

I stood up and shoved it right back at her. “Kim, seriously—don’t start.”

“Can’t help it,” she said, stepping closer. “I miss you. I miss... everything.”

Her voice dropped. Her eyes lingered a little too long.

“Stop. Just stop.” I shoved her bag into her chest again. “We’re not doing this.”

Kim’s eyes darkened. “Then I’m not going anywhere.”

She dropped into a chair with an entitled smile. “You know me, Paige. I don’t give up easily.”

Before I could respond, the elevator doors opened.

And there she was.

Hailey.

She paused when she saw Kim, her eyes flicking to me, searching.

“Hailey,” I breathed.

“You didn’t tell me I had a guest waiting after the meeting,” she said, walking toward us slowly.

Kim stood. “It’s so nice to finally meet you, Mrs. Anders. I’m Kimberly Adkins.”

Hailey extended her hand, expression unreadable. “Pleasure’s all mine. What brings you here?”

Kim grinned. “Just here to pick up my girlfriend. We have a date.”

She wrapped her arm around mine possessively, and I stiffened.

I turned to Hailey in a panic, but the look in her eyes said everything. Hurt. Surprise. A crack of something deeper.

“Well,” she said, clearing her throat. “Enjoy your date.”

Then she turned and disappeared into her office.

The moment she was gone, I shoved Kim away.

“You are unbelievable,” I hissed. “You’re not my girlfriend.”

“Could’ve fooled her,” Kim said smugly.

I stormed off and locked myself in the nearest bathroom. My heart was pounding. My hands trembled as I pressed them to the sink.

“Hailey.”

I needed to fix this.

I rushed to her office, barely thinking, and opened the door without knocking. She sat on the couch, a wine glass in hand, the bottle open on the table. She stared out the window like the city might give her answers.

“Hailey—I need to explain.”

She didn’t look at me. “You don’t have to. The kiss was a mistake. You regret cheating on your girlfriend. I get it.”

“No. Kim is not my girlfriend. That wasn’t what it looked like.”

“You don’t have to lie.”

“I’m not.” I moved closer, heart in my throat. “We broke up a long time ago. She’s just... not over it.”

She finally turned toward me. “Then why did she say you were together?”

“She’s been trying to win me back for weeks. That night I was late? I got drunk. Next morning, I found her naked in my bed. I don’t even remember what happened.”

Hailey’s jaw clenched. “So you might’ve had sex.”

“I might’ve, but I didn’t choose to.”

Silence.

“I’m sorry,” I whispered. “About the kiss. About her. About everything.”

She stared at her glass for a moment before finishing it in one sip.

“You don’t have to apologize. The kiss meant something to me. Clearly, it didn’t to you.”

“That’s the thing,” I said softly. “It did.”

She finally looked at me again. Really looked.

“I’ve been falling for you since the moment I met you. Slowly. Quietly. Until it wasn’t quiet anymore. Until it was loud, and confusing, and dangerous.”

My voice dropped lower. “And that kiss? It didn’t confuse me. It made everything clear.”

Hailey didn’t speak. She just stared at me, breathing hard.

“I like you, Hailey,” I said.

She exhaled shakily, setting her glass down. “If I asked you to have sex with me right now... would you?”

The air stilled.

“I... what?”

She stood, locked the door, and came back toward me with slow, deliberate steps.

“I’ve spent nights wondering what your skin feels like. Imagining your lips, your hands...” She sank onto my lap, thighs straddling me.

“Hailey—”

“I haven’t been sleeping. Because my body won’t stop thinking about you.” Her fingers slid through my hair. “I’m done wondering.”

Her lips brushed mine—soft, warm, desperate. My hands gripped her waist instinctively.

“Are you sure?” I asked against her mouth.

She nodded, forehead pressed to mine.

“Make me feel something real.”

She kissed me again—deeper this time. Her shirt came off with ease, revealing smooth skin that begged to be touched.

“I want you, Paige,” she whispered. “All of you.”

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If you were hoping for a sex scene I'm sorry but I had to end it here because if I didn't it was going to be a long ass chapter.

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