Quinn Xeal (Zeal) was the married unobtainable object of his desire. Dante McCarlock was the one thing, she wasn't expecting. Will love win out? (#2 in the Affair Series) She nodded before motioning to step through the doors. I grabbed her wrist, softly running my thumb over the back of her hand, remembering what it felt like for my palms to glide along her smooth delicate flesh. I heard her whimper and my eyes lifted to meet hers. Her brow was furrowed and tears gathered in her eyes, glossing her blues, the sadness of her face nearly broke me. "You said friends Dante," her voice barely audible and very shaky. "I know I did," my reply no louder than a faint whisper as she sobbed slightly. "Please don't," she begged. I could see the struggle in her eyes, "please, d... don't." My hand tightens as I fought everything in me to release her, let her go but I was losing. I just stared at her, pleading for her to give in. "Why don't you want me? Am I that awful?" I watched her chin quiver as small whimpers came from her pursed mouth and her lids closed momentarily, spilling more tears, forcing them to roll down her cheeks. "I d... do want you," a sob broke from her throat, "but I can't, I'm sorry."
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