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Chapter 12: Lies Over Feelings

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Chapter 12: Lies Over Feelings
Damon

Monday came faster than it needed to. I had to take solo shots of the contestants. The competition was going to start in a few weeks which meant I had to create advertisement boards using my photos. The sessions with the contestants were quick until my time with Neveah came, and time seemed to move languidly.

Nevaeh was wearing one of her outfits for the performance, and I was trying to fight every fiber in body to not rip it off of her. Her red dress was mid thigh, back was bare, v line was cut short. I could see how nicely her breasts stood. My dick was so hard, it almost hurt. Especially knowing all I could do was watch but I couldn't touch. While I was suffering, it also excited me.

"How many more takes?" she asked, breaking my sinful thoughts. She seemed a bit different. Not as angry as before. She looked worried and perturbed by something.

"We are almost done, just need you to be patient," I glanced at her and saw she still had that look on her face. "Are you okay?"

"What?"

"I asked if you are okay, you seem off today. Usually you would send death glares or yell at me."

She didn't say anything. I thought she would let the minutes go by without uttering a word but as five minutes passed, she said, "Are you sure there is nothing you want to tell me? Like the truth."

I didn't respond, just kept taking pictures. If Nevaeh thought I was going to say anything, she was letting her pretty head finally get to her. But I suddenly felt my breath stop at the words, "I know."

I took a firmer look at her, and she added, "About Christian."

"You know about Christian, how?" I felt my stomach turned in ways that felt indescribable.

"That doesn't matter. Why didn't you just tell me? I would never hate you for that, it wasn't your fault." Her eyes looked genuine, I almost wanted to believe her.

"I can't help it. I played a big part in his death."

"I know it might feel like that, but his death was out of your control. You couldn't have known that would happen," she approached closer to me, grabbing my hand like she always used to. "Don't blame yourself for it."

I don't know how much she knew. If I suspected Victoria told her, and if that was the case, she only knew half the story.

I pulled my hands away from her, and I noticed how hurt she looked by it. "I'm sorry. I don't deserve to touch your hands."

"Don't say that," she spoke softly, so soft that it almost sounded like a whisper. Her eyes began to glimmer, its hue slowly changing to a light red. "I'm so sorry for not listening to you. I was so concerned with my feelings that I didn't take a moment to consider yours. I'm sorry for pushing you away. I'm such a terrible person. I'm so sorry," she said as her chest heaves, tears running down her face.

When she criticized herself, I felt a pinch in my chest. I cupped her cheeks, using my thumb to wipe the tears away. "Shh, you are not a terrible person. You are one of the best people I know. You just reacted normally. It is okay. I couldn't bear to see you blame yourself." I deepened my gaze into her eyes, and she looked hypnotized.

"I missed you," she admitted. The look in her eyes and the way our faces were closer than it has ever been since her return made me want to throw away all reason. Perhaps, I wanted to be more selfish. Maybe for just for a moment, I can allow myself to do what I've been wanting to do ever since Nevaeh came back.