JESSICA

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Christopher closed the hotel door behind us. He grabbed my waist, lifting me up, I wrapped my legs around him and planted my lips on his. He kissed me back passionately as he walked to the bed and laid me down.

My fingers fumbled as I desperately tried to undo his shirt buttons. I needed him, his body, his touch, he was the spark that lit my fire.

He took my hands and pressed them against the luxurious duvet. He teased me, running his teeth along my earlobe and kissing his lips from my neck, past my collar bone and down my cleavage until he stopped. He stood up, unbuttoned his shirt and removed his trousers. I stood up too, I took off the flowery dress he'd bought me, dropping it to the floor.

He sat on the bed, grabbed my waist and guided me towards him. I climbed onto him, a leg either side, and looked into his eyes.

"I love you Jessica," spilled from his mouth with ease.

I ran my fingers over the side of his head, like I was tucking and imaginary piece of hair behind his ear. "I love you too Chris."

He met my lips with a kiss before he ran his hands down my bare body, sending sensual shivers down my spine. He pushed himself inside of me slowly, his arms were now wrapped around me as we navigated each other's bodies.

He was everything I needed, he gave me a purpose, made me feel special and in return I gave me all I had to give, myself.

He flipped me onto my back lifting my legs higher, he went deeper than I thought possible, making me scream with pleasure.

"Baby girl, I'm going to-"

I wrapped my legs around his body and trailed my nails across his skin until he finished up and laid next to me. I jumped up and ran to the en-suite to clean myself up before I joined him back on the bed.

I stared at the view out of the wall-sized window, the Eiffel Tower was mesmerising, even in the darkness.

His hand glided across my skin, "It's breathtaking, isn't it?" he asked so gently.

"It is," I answered with city lights twinkling in my eyes.

"Yet, it has nothing on you." the words dripped like velvety honey from his lips.

"You don't have to flatter me," I flashed him a bashful smile. I could feel my cheeks filling up with heat.

"I'm just being honest." He pulled himself towards me. My heart was playing a dangerous game with him, but he made me believe in something.

"What if Kassie finds out?" I sighed and looked away.

"She never has to," he placed my hand on his heart, "listen to me, there's a place reserved for you in here, no matter what happens."

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I closed the door behind us, the hotel hadn't seen a makeover since we were last here.

I carelessly dropped my bag on the floor and made my way over to the wall-sized window. I wonder how many strings he had to pull to get us in the same room. I gazed out at the cityscape that was as beautiful as ever, but the twinkling lights couldn't even hold me together.

On the way here, we'd stopped off to get my arm x-rayed and casted. Regardless of whether he was sorry, it was the least he could do, after breaking it.

I closed my eyes as he wrapped his arms around my waist. His touch made me feel angry and ashamed, but this was my reality now and I had to face that.

"I truly am sorry," he kissed the top of my head. "After the Paris weekend everything-" he stopped speaking mid-sentence, as if the guilt had finally caught up with him.

"You pushed me away and slowly broke me piece by piece."

"I deserve that." he sighed.

"You gave me a reason to live Chris and then you choked my last breath out of me. I was just a girl with an infatuation for you, how could you?" I snapped and tears followed, streaming down my face. I turned around in his arms and pounded my palm against his chest. "How could you?" I repeated. "How could you!"

He held me tighter until I could cry no more. I dropped to the floor with him still holding me. He pulled off the duvet from the bed and wrapped it around us. I leaned into him and stared into the darkness that filled the sky. No constellation in the sky could guide me home tonight, for I had no home anymore.

"I don't have a good reason, or even a bad excuse. I just want you to know what I said all those years ago was the truth; there will always be a place for you in my heart, no matter what."

My heart may be in an irreparable state, but something about his clumsy words soothed me.

We were two fucked up souls, playing out the dance of death. In a sick and twisted way, we deserved each other.

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