The Billionaire's Heart: Always Mine (A Billionaire Love Story Book 1) by J. S. Brent

Author:J. S. Brent [Brent, J. S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: J. S. Brent
Published: 2016-10-04T21:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

I felt the sunlight on me before I saw it. Then my pulsing head surfaced. I squinted as my eyes slowly opened. It felt like there had been drought in my dry mouth. When I tried to open it my lips split slightly.

She lay next to me. Her eyes were closed. Her arm lay rested on my stomach. I looked at her. She looked so peaceful that it brought me great pain.

All I wore was the shirt from last night and my boxers. There were clothes strewn across my floor. I wasn’t looking forward to cleaning my sheets.

I checked my phone. The sight of it was blurred and out of focus, but my eyes began to adjust. Eight missed calls from my home phone.

‘Morning.’ She said lightly as I sat up, putting my hands to my temples. There was nothing I needed more in the world than a coffee.

This was a mistake. She wasn’t supposed to be lying next to me. She looked like fragile petals on a summer morning. I sighed. I wanted to break into tears. I had no idea what to say to her.

‘Did we…?’ I asked.

‘Well, you tried.’ She laughed. ‘Maybe you could…’

‘I don’t think that’s a good idea.’ I wanted to, but my inhibitions had rushed back to me, beating on my temples and my eyelids and my mouth. She looked upset. ‘I need to call home.’

‘I get it.’ She got out of bed. I saw her figure in the sunlight. She was more beautiful than I had remembered. I tried to look away, but she was like the sunset, blinding, and yet captivating in all its silent prettiness. ‘I might see you later.’ She kissed me on the forehead and walked out of the door. I noticed that she had left her lighter on my bedside table.

I picked up my guitar when she had gone and tried to play, but my mind was hazy and my hands were shaking. I grew angry at the sounds that emanated from it. I thrust it away from me on the verge of hot tears.

This is how it had started last time. A drunken mistake. Two people that were never meant to be together sailing across stormy rivers with only one making it out to the other side.

My phone felt heavy in my hands. I dialled home. It rang a moment. Somebody picked up. The house was supposed to be empty.

‘Are you there Dad?’ I waited. There was silence. ‘It’s me, Tom.’

‘Hi, Tom.’ It was his voice. There was a softness to it that I had never heard before.

‘Why aren’t you at work?’ I was met with a pause.

‘I have a day off.’ His voice sounded tender. It was as it hurt for him to speak.

‘Are you ok, Dad?’

‘Yeah, I’m coping.’ I thought that I heard him sigh on the other line.

‘Did you call last night?’

‘I think so.’ He said. ‘How is everything, Tom?’ I heard fear in his voice.

She walked back in out of the darkness of the corridor.

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