Page 10 of My Favorite Sinners


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That one breathless word out of his mouth makes my lips twitch with a smile. There should be more of a conversation about our lack of protection, but we share a look that says nothing else matters except us being together.

We’ve finally come home and it feels so right.

Felix rolls us onto our side, facing each other. The moment his cock slips out of me, he pushes it back in. “You sleep with my cock inside you.”

No complaints here.

He gathers my hair and wraps it around his fist. My soul warms, remembering, lovinghow he used to sleep with a fist of my hair like I belonged to him.

My legs tangle with his, pressing the two of us as close as we can get. Skin to skin. Heartbeat to heartbeat. In this moment, nothing exists outside our embrace. Pain from the past melts away. All the time apart seems to disappear. It’s just us, intertwined, as it always should have been.

I fall asleep happy, knowing our relationship hasn’t been magically fixed, but that this is the first sign of hope Felix has given me in eight years.

Ineedhis forgiveness. Then Ineedto fix the damage between me, Felix, and Tyler so the three of us are one again. These two men are mine, no matter if we’re together or broken up.

Felix holds me in his arms all night. Morning arrivestoo quickly. I smile upon waking, eager to kiss and make love to Felix again.

But I’m alone in bed.

Felix is gone, along with his clothes. There’s no sign he was ever here other than the tenderness between my legs.

My chest tightens, stinging from his absence. I’m trying not to let myself assume the worst. There has to be some explanation for his disappearance. Maybe he’s helping Dan and Ally set up for tonight’s party.

But if that were the case, why couldn’t he wake me to say goodbye or at least leave a note?

My heart sinks, fearing last night with Felix was too good to be true.

I used to tell Felix he was a mirage. After waking alone, I can’t shake the feeling that nothing has changed. He’s still an illusion on the horizon I’m desperate to touch but can never quite reach.

CHAPTER FIVE

HARPER

I leave the confines of my guest bedroom, desperate to salvage the connection Felix and I found last night. I need him to look at me again with the love I saw in his eyes.

My thighs clench, remembering the sex, how even after all we’ve suffered apart, we fit together perfectly. This man turns me feral and I don’t know how I’ve survived without him.

At the same time, my chest flutters with nerves, knowing I could see Tyler any moment. Today will be the first time we’ve spoken since our breakup. I miss himsomuch but am unsure what to expect from him. Has he missed me too or has he decided we’re better off apart?

What if he has a date for the party? My stomach churns at the thought. It makes me sick to think of Tyler being with anyone other than me. He’s mine, and yet he’s not.

My feet come to a firm stop when I turn a corner andsee Dan and Ally making out against the wall. He has one hand around her thigh, playing with the lace of her dress. The other threads through her blond hair, twirling the pink ribbon she always wears.

“Do you two ever stop kissing?” I groan, teasing them.

They both look my way, laughing at my comment, though neither of them steps away from the other. They’re not ashamed of their relationship, which pleases me. Every time I see them together, they’re finding some way to be intimate, whether it’s as simple as holding hands or sitting next to each other. Dan can never take his eyes off Ally. He’s so in love. They both are.

The things Ally tells me about her life with Dan… Their history. Their love. The sex… I’m so happy for her. Both of them deserve all the happiness in the world.

Their relationship also makes me ache for what I don’t have.

“Sorry to interrupt. I’m looking for Felix. Have either of you seen him?”

“Try the back porch.” Dan rests his forearm on the wall above Ally’s head. “Amabella is serving breakfast.”

His voice gives me butterflies, almost identical to Tyler’s. They look so similar. Handsome and charming. But it’s more than just the dark hair and eyes they have in common. I often recognize mannerisms in Dan that Tyler has, like the shape of their smile and how it slants to the left. Or the way they laugh.

Tyler doesn’t laugh much anymore. He used to be lighthearted and playful. He hasn’t been that person fora long time. Taking over his father’s business in hotel development has worn him down, along with the absence of Felix.