me he wanted to take my photo one day. I giggled at first, thinking he was crazy, but deep down my belly fluttered with excitement and I nodded.
That’s how we started. It’s a day that will forever be one of the best days of my life. My favorite memory of him. Remembering the sexy smirk that tugged at his lips when I nodded still has my body coming alive, when I agreed to let him have his wicked way with me. The sinful things he did to me still has me aching and pulsing with need. No man has ever come close to making me feel what he did.
It’s when I let my father rule my life that things went to shit. Yes, I thought it was for the better, but deep down saying goodbye to Jayce was the biggest mistake of my life.
Now I sit here, unable to love, or feel anything close to it, because the only man I ever loved is gone. The day we broke up plays in an endless loop in my mind.
Nothing I could have done or said would have changed his mind, but maybe I should have been stronger and forced his hand. Made him tell me why, or asked for a better excuse, but I didn’t.
It wasn’t only until later; after he had already left, did I find out the truth of what happened that day. Thanks to Lacey, I learned that my father had a hand in my life more than I could have imagined. That’s when I left the Devereaux household and never looked back.
I was so tired of being the pawn in my father’s game. The perfect daughter. Granted, I dated Jayce to piss my dad off, but I fell in love with him. The realization that there was so much more to live for, had me needing a life outside of the manufactured one my father planned for me. When Jayce plundered my body, he took my heart along with it.
We were both deeply infatuated with each other. So in love that I couldn’t deny him and I gave him the sacred part of myself. He took my virginity, and I gave it willingly. There is nothing about my relationship with him I regret, not the choices I made, and not the things we did. Even when he introduced me to a world of darker delights, my body hummed with pleasure at every turn.
Maybe that’s why I still love him. He has something of me that no other man will ever have. Even though he walked away—pushed me away—I know it meant something to him. That night will forever be lodged in his mind. The way he felt inside me. The pain and pleasure of him as our bodies melded in a blissful erotic dance.
Shaking my head, I flop down on the bed and stare at the ceiling. God, what I wouldn’t do to have him here right now. To see me the independent girl he always said I could be. He’d be so proud.
“Ivy?” I turn to face my best friend. Bryce. He’s been my rock through everything, he knows everything about my past. He’s told me time and again to find Jayce, to talk to him and tell him how I feel, but I can’t. There’s no way I can even think about seeing that ice-blue stare again. To have him look at me with disgust when he finds out what I have been keeping from him all this time.
“What?” Glancing at Bryce, I can see his irritation. It’s evident.
“Are you doing this again?” He points to the box and photos.
“I am not doing anything. Are we going to work now?” He doesn’t answer, but the quick shrug tells me he’s not happy with my trip down memory lane.
“In a few, we have time. Are you going to the wedding? I mean you have to be there.”
“I do. Unfortunately, Lacey will not let me forego her wedding. Since she’s marrying that rich douchebag, I have to be present and accounted for. She’s asked me to be the maid of honor.” He stares at me with a smirk. “You’re coming with me. You do know that?”
“I know. Do you want to head to Los Angeles after?” Sitting up quickly, I stare at him. I know Jayce lives in LA, he moved there permanently when he started work with Verán Publishers.
I know why he’s asking. He does it every time we plan a trip. “Yes, sure. It’s a big place, and it’s not like I will
That’s how we started. It’s a day that will forever be one of the best days of my life. My favorite memory of him. Remembering the sexy smirk that tugged at his lips when I nodded still has my body coming alive, when I agreed to let him have his wicked way with me. The sinful things he did to me still has me aching and pulsing with need. No man has ever come close to making me feel what he did.
It’s when I let my father rule my life that things went to shit. Yes, I thought it was for the better, but deep down saying goodbye to Jayce was the biggest mistake of my life.
Now I sit here, unable to love, or feel anything close to it, because the only man I ever loved is gone. The day we broke up plays in an endless loop in my mind.
Nothing I could have done or said would have changed his mind, but maybe I should have been stronger and forced his hand. Made him tell me why, or asked for a better excuse, but I didn’t.
It wasn’t only until later; after he had already left, did I find out the truth of what happened that day. Thanks to Lacey, I learned that my father had a hand in my life more than I could have imagined. That’s when I left the Devereaux household and never looked back.
I was so tired of being the pawn in my father’s game. The perfect daughter. Granted, I dated Jayce to piss my dad off, but I fell in love with him. The realization that there was so much more to live for, had me needing a life outside of the manufactured one my father planned for me. When Jayce plundered my body, he took my heart along with it.
We were both deeply infatuated with each other. So in love that I couldn’t deny him and I gave him the sacred part of myself. He took my virginity, and I gave it willingly. There is nothing about my relationship with him I regret, not the choices I made, and not the things we did. Even when he introduced me to a world of darker delights, my body hummed with pleasure at every turn.
Maybe that’s why I still love him. He has something of me that no other man will ever have. Even though he walked away—pushed me away—I know it meant something to him. That night will forever be lodged in his mind. The way he felt inside me. The pain and pleasure of him as our bodies melded in a blissful erotic dance.
Shaking my head, I flop down on the bed and stare at the ceiling. God, what I wouldn’t do to have him here right now. To see me the independent girl he always said I could be. He’d be so proud.
“Ivy?” I turn to face my best friend. Bryce. He’s been my rock through everything, he knows everything about my past. He’s told me time and again to find Jayce, to talk to him and tell him how I feel, but I can’t. There’s no way I can even think about seeing that ice-blue stare again. To have him look at me with disgust when he finds out what I have been keeping from him all this time.
“What?” Glancing at Bryce, I can see his irritation. It’s evident.
“Are you doing this again?” He points to the box and photos.
“I am not doing anything. Are we going to work now?” He doesn’t answer, but the quick shrug tells me he’s not happy with my trip down memory lane.
“In a few, we have time. Are you going to the wedding? I mean you have to be there.”
“I do. Unfortunately, Lacey will not let me forego her wedding. Since she’s marrying that rich douchebag, I have to be present and accounted for. She’s asked me to be the maid of honor.” He stares at me with a smirk. “You’re coming with me. You do know that?”
“I know. Do you want to head to Los Angeles after?” Sitting up quickly, I stare at him. I know Jayce lives in LA, he moved there permanently when he started work with Verán Publishers.
I know why he’s asking. He does it every time we plan a trip. “Yes, sure. It’s a big place, and it’s not like I will
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