𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄(gxg)

Chapter 15

EMILY'S perspective

Four seconds. That's how long the kiss lasted before Rose pulled away.

She was breathless, her chest heaved up and down as her breast came more into view. More than ever I was turned on by her, the messy curls, smeared lip gloss, and innocent look that now covered her face.

I wanted more of her, every inch.

"We-we can't do this." She muttered, raking her hands through her curly mane.

I rolled my eyes. I needed her to stop thinking and just let things happen. Any feelings or questions that she had right now could wait.

"Ugh. Shut. Up." I whispered, my voice unintentionally coming out seductive and raspy as I brought my hand around the back of her neck, pulling her in for a second kiss that would hopefully last longer.

For a moment she struggled, her body tensed up under my touch and she seemed to be shivering the more my hands came in contact with her body.

I pulled back, looking at the gem before me who was obviously scared or confused. Hell, I was too, but I knew what I wanted, and right now it was her.

"Relax." I spoke, moving my lips to the side of her ear, another hard shiver passing through her once she nodded in approval. I brought my lips to where her ear and neck connected, kissing it ever so slightly then tugging at it with my teeth.

A small moan ran from her lips, instantly making me melt into a pit of wetness.

I brought my lips back to hers, embracing her warmth, letting my hands roam around her waist the more our tongues danced with each other.

Right now nothing mattered. It was just us and the consequences of our actions didn't seem to be a worry either of us cared about.

I had told myself many times that Rose was nothing but my assistant. But my feelings, and every fiber within me told me no. She was what I needed and what I wanted. I was smart enough to see that.

But I also knew this was wrong. All of it, how we met, who we are. Everything. We don't fit into each others lives and trying to wedge the other person in was bound to turn out like shit.

However, if I officially said goodbye to my feelings for Rose, I'd never be able to forgive myself. So tonight, in the front seat of Rose's torn up SUV we kissed for what seemed like years. Then secured her in my arms and carried  her through my front door, our lips never leaving each others as I stripped her naked.

I caressed her body and licked every tinder part, and when I was done from making her purr out my name we had switched positions. She made my body shake, my core become more sensitive than it had ever been before she cuddled herself into my side.

This was how it was supposed to be. But unfortunately it wasn't.

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I didn't want to wake up. I knew that once I opened my eyes I'd have to face reality.

Beneath me, wrapped in my arms, I could feel Rose, her small breaths hitting my exposed chest as she slept peacefully.

Our bodies fit perfectly together and everything in this moment felt right. I'd like to keep it this way, I just didn't allow myself to.

I managed to untuck her arms from around my waist. I stood from the leather couch, looking around for another blanket to cover my own body as I tip-toed my way to the kitchen.

Where do I go from here?

I don't regret last night but it shouldn't have happened. Explaining to Rose it was merely just sex and no strings attached would for sure break her down. The way she touched me, held me, memorized my body, it was clear she meant and felt everything she did.

I felt guilty for taking advantage of her but at the same time I realized nothing else could be done.

I filled up a glass of water and made a bagel. I sat at the large island in the center of my kitchen, going down a list of ways I could explain myself.

Soon enough Rose walked in with just her underwear and a tank top on. She had pulled her hair into a messy bun as she rubbed her eyes.

"Morning." She spoke, trying to cover up the yawn that hung in the back of her throat.

I smiled at this. She was completely herself and nothing but beautiful this early in the morning. I couldn't help but admire her presence.

"Good morning." I replied back.

She swung her way around me, slowly leaning in as her lips inched closer to mine, pecking them with a smile. She pulled away, moving to sit on a nearby stool before she reached forward and grabbed the other half of my bagel.

She took a bite, looking around in awe of all of the furniture and decor I had in my house, "This is the biggest apartment I've ever been in. I almost got lost looking for you." She spoke.

I forced a small chuckle, not knowing what to say.

Rose leaned forward against the corner, hesitant to speak but deciding against herself to let it out. "Last night was a—"

"A mistake." I finished. "I was caught in the moment and it won't happen again."

Her face flushed with embarssement and confusion. A weird churn in my stomach occurred as I tried to look away from her sad eyes. I knew once I stared into them I'd be on my knees telling her it was a joke and that I wanted nothing but her. So I just sat there, playing with my now empty glass of water, waiting for her next words.

Instead she laughed, in denial of what I had said, eventually stopping when she noticed I wasn't laughing with her.

"But you kissed me! You've been flirting with me and teasing me since New York! And now when I finally give into your trap you pull me back out?"

I paused, unsure of how to respond. "I-it wasn't a trap." I murmured.

She rose from her seat, a coat of red spilling out onto her cheeks the more upset she seemed to get. "Then what do you call it? Hm? You tell me what the hell you call this! Because the past month I've been trying to figure out what this crazy ass relationship between you and I means! You're telling me you flirted and dropped all of these signals for what? A quick fuck?"

I stood from my chair, reaching forward in an attempt to calm her down but only received a slap at my hand.

"I trusted you Emily. For a split second I thought you had changed—just a little— from the first day I met you. But you're still just a cold hearted bitch." She croaked, one single tear falling down the curve of her cheek.

She swiped at it with an aggressive hand, heading back into the living room where the remainder of her clothes sat.

She got dressed in a rush, forgetting to zip up her skirt and not even caring to put on her shoes. She made her way to the front door, opening it in one hard motion ready to step out.

"Wait Rose!" I said, my voice coming out more as a beg than I intended it to. I didn't want her to leave and I wish I could take back what I had said but it was too late, I couldn't muster up the words or the courage to speak what I really felt, and when I looked up to meet her eyes, more tears fell helplessly.

Her eyes mirrored a look of disgust as she took one last step onto the porch. "I'll see you at work."