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I cleared my throat.
“Yeah, sorry.
I was just a little worried for her.”
His mood changed again as he smiled.
Adoration filled his eyes as they roamed me again.
“I know.
My Em is always concerned for everyone.”
Sliding closer, he grasped my hand.
“Did I ever tell you this color suits you?
It brings out your perfect skin tone so gracefully.”
When his thumb brushed over my knuckle, I tried to pull my hand back, but his grip was firm.
His eyes didn’t leave my face as he tucked a strand of my wet hair behind my ear.
“You’re more and more beautiful every day.
California’s weather is suiting you well, I can see.”
His tone dropped to a husky voice.
With unease, I pulled my hand from his grasp and put some distance between us.
Slight suffocation hit me suddenly being in this room with him, and I didn’t miss the way his features hardened at my reaction.
His fists clenched.
“Uh, thank you.”
I averted my eyes.
“C-can I get a towel?
I need to dry my hair, I guess.
It’s still dripping.”
Remaining silent for a moment, he slowly nodded and got to his feet.
Stumbling on his way, he went into the washroom and returned with a white towel.
“Thanks.”
Taking it from him, I started to towel dry my hair.
He just watched me silently, with an unreadable expression.
A chill ran down my spine at the way his dark brown gaze slid down my body.
The eerie silence made my stomach twist with nervousness.
I planted a tight smile on my face as I put the towel on the table and stood.
“I think I should go now.
It’s getting late.”
I thought coming here I’d have a good talk with him before he left.
But now, I didn’t want to stay any longer.
His behavior was different tonight.
I had seen drunk Warner before, but his presence never made me feel that uncomfortable before.
His face dropped as he took an urgent step towards me.
A frown formed between his brows.
“You want to leave?
So soon?
We didn’t even talk much yet.”
“I know.
And I’m sorry, but I have somewhere to be,” I excused.
“So, uh, I’ll see you soon?”
Maybe when you’re sober.
He shook his head, lips curling in displeasure.
“It’s Achilles, isn’t it?
You don’t want him to wait for you much longer.
But you can definitely leave me here when all I wanted was to spend some quality time with you before I leave.”
I sighed.
“It’s not Ace.
I’m going to Beth’s place.
I came to meet you, right?
You also must have some packing to do.
So… I’ll just leave now.
You get sober and pack your bags.
Otherwise, you’ll be late.”
His gaze hardened.
“So, everyone in your life is important to you other than me.
You have time for everyone except me?”
“Warner, please.
It’s not like that, and you know that.
You wanted to meet me, so I’m here.
But I think I should go now.
And I can’t stay in these wet clothes all night,” I explained.
“As you’re leaving tonight, I think you should start packing now.
I’ll see you soon.”
Gathering my purse, when I turned to go, his voice stopped me.
“Wait!
Won’t you give me a goodbye hug before you go?
Did I lose that right too?”
I turned to him.
Though my brain was telling me to say no and get out of here, my heart called out for my friend.
I could at least give him a bear hug before I leave, right?
Nothing was wrong with that.
Flashing him a smile, I nodded and wrapped my arms around him.
The strong smell of alcohol filled my nostrils instead of his familiar scent.
He didn’t waste another second to pull me closer in his arms.
Closer than I was comfortable with.
“I’ll miss you so much, Em.”
His hot breath fanned my neck.
Ignoring the unease, I patted on his back.
“I’ll miss you too.
But it’s all right, we can talk everyday on the phone.
And we can meet whenever we can.
We’re not worlds away, right?”
As I tried to pull away, he tugged me to his chest again, placing his head in the crook of my neck.
“Don’t leave me, Em.
I want you here with me.”
I pushed his shoulders, but his hold on me only tightened, fingers dug into my skin.
Panic set in as I wiggled in his grip.
“Warner, let me go.”
“I can’t, I can’t tonight,” his husky yet demanding voice close to my ear made me feel disgusted.
A chill ran down my spine when his hands started to roam over my hips, to my sides.
“Warner!
Let me go!
What’s wrong with you?”
I pushed at his chest, making him stumble back.
“What the hell were you doing?”
I snapped.
But his dark gaze lingered on my lips.
Shaking my head, as I turned to leave, I was harshly pulled into him again.
A shriek left my mouth with the force I collided against him.
When he leaned in, I was quick to move my head away.
“What the fuck, Warner?
Let go of me!”
I tried to push him away, but he didn’t budge.
“Just one kiss, Em.
Just one.
I’ve been dying to taste those lips since I came here.
But you didn’t even let me hug you properly.”
His voice came out urgent, as he tried to reach my lips.
His vice grip didn’t budge with my continuous fight.
“No!
What are you doing!
Let me go!”
Tears started to blur my vision as his lips landed on my jaw and cheek.
I pushed away his head with my hands.
Letting out a curse, he took my hands and put them behind my back.
“Just one fucking kiss!
I was with you for two fucking years and you’re treating me like that!
You cheated on me with that bastard, broke up with me, but I still tolerated your shit and helped you with Arthur’s matter!
But you can’t even give me a kiss?”
he hissed.
Gripping my hair in his fist, he tried to turn my head to him.
“Just give me one fucking taste and I’ll let you go!”
“No!
Warner, please!”
I whimpered at the sharp pain burned through my scalp.
Tears rolled down my cheeks, my heart pounded down my chest with the panic that ran through my veins.
“You’re drunk!
It’s not you!
Come back to your senses!
What the hell are you doing?
Let go of me!”
He twisted my arm behind my back, making me hiss.
Cupping my jaw, he forced me to face him.
“You’ll kiss me tonight.
I swear, you’ll repent the moment you decided to leave me.
No one can make you feel like I can.
I’ll make you forget him.”
I screamed when his fingers tugged at my hair harshly.
“You’re mine, Emerald!”
He slammed his lips on mine.
Disgusted, I moved my head away again before he could thrust his tongue in my mouth.
In the hustle, furious pounding on the door reached my ears.
Hope filled me.
Just as I opened my mouth to scream for help, I heard his voice.
“Emerald!
Open the door!”
Ace?
With my eyes blurred with tears, I let out a sob.
“Ace!
Ace, help me!”