The Brightest Spark: An Unrequited Love, Enemies to Lovers, Forced Proximity Romance by Victoria Lum

The Brightest Spark: An Unrequited Love, Enemies to Lovers, Forced Proximity Romance by Victoria Lum

Author:Victoria Lum [Lum, Victoria]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Eternal Hearts Publishing
Published: 2023-11-07T16:00:00+00:00


Sarah

THE SUNLIGHT STREAMING in from the windows rouses me from a fitful sleep. A throbbing pain pounds inside my head and I cover my eyes with my hand, wanting to drift back into sleep so I don’t feel this discomfort anymore. My tongue feels thick and furry, a sour taste lingering on my tastebuds. I shift on the bed, my dress from last night sticking to my sweaty skin. Squinting, I blink my eyes as the fuzzy cobwebs slowly clear from my mind.

Laughing with Emily and Jess at the rooftop bar for a few drinks before dinner.

Steven grumbling about being the only one sober and responsible for most of the night.

Steven cutting off our drinks after the fourth…no, fifth shot of flavored vodka.

Jack…

I sit up, the ringing in my ears intensifying and I wince, my splitting headache practically cleaving me in half.

Jack telling me I’m perfect…I’m beautiful.

Him carrying me in his arms like I weighed nothing.

Me inhaling gulps of his rich cologne, a spicy blend of bergamot and leather, feeling protected in his arms.

And then I freeze. No, please tell me I didn’t.

Did I seriously ask him to have sex with me? Begged him to give me one night?

My hands touch my heated face, my heart kicking up into an erratic rhythm. Groaning, I bury my face in the blankets, dreading what I’ll do when I see him next…which is, inconveniently, in a few hours for the last day of our photoshoot.

The most intimate photoshoot in lingerie.

Kill me already.

Another thought slowly shoves its way to the surface, a nagging sensation, a phantom itch slithering into my mind.

Him gently tucking me into bed and murmuring something…

Gasping, I scramble off the bed, nearly tripping over my heels on the floor, and dash over to my purse that’s sitting on the reading chair in the corner of the room. I pull out my leather wallet and carefully retrieve the laminated message I keep with me always.

My eyes skim over the message, slowing down at the passage I swear I heard Jack repeat as I was falling asleep last night:

The world hasn’t met the real you yet and when you step into the sun, everyone will be dazzled by your sparkle, your energy, and most of all, you.

And he calls me angel…it can’t be, can it?

All these years in the shadows, waiting, watching over me…

The thudding in my chest intensifies in response, echoing in my ears, answering the question lingering in the back of my mind for the last few weeks. A lump forms in my throat and I suddenly find myself short of breath.

Ding.

Fingers trembling, I pick up my phone and read the message on the home screen.

Jack: I asked housekeeping to drop off two ibuprofens and a bottle of water on the table in the entryway. If you need today off, I can ask Amelia and Juliet to postpone the photoshoot. Just let me know.

My nose burns as flutters gather in my stomach. My mind is replaying every interaction with him in the past, witnessing the memories change shape and flavor as my heart kicks into a desperate rhythm.



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