Chased by My Possessive Ex (Dylan) novel Chapter 21

Chapter 21

Chapter 21

DYLAN

I couldn’t help but think of how Beckett reacted upon hearing that we’re finally over.

Z

For years, I’ve been dying to see that care in his eyes. I was dreaming of the day that Beckett will see me as a woman who has done nothing but love him and care for him.

Seeing how our divorce affects him gives me a painful joy. I was happy to see him lose control with the thought of losing me. But it’s sad to think that it’s too late for that.

I was actually surprised to find myself immune to his charm. The old me would have run into his arms as soon as he ordered me to go home without a second thought. That’s how I was completely head over heels about him. But now, just the thought of being with him even for a day disgusts me. Especially with that woman beside him.

“You’re shivering.”

A deep baritone voice pulled me out from my deep thoughts. I was startled and completely forgot about him.

Our eyes met, and I found him glaring at me.

Did I do something to piss him off? Why does he look mad?

I immediately took a step back when he slowly took the distance between us. I held my breath when I felt the cold metal of the elevator touch my back.

“You’re thinking about your ex–husband, aren’t you?” he asked in his cold tone.

I froze under his sharp gaze, my breath hitching in my throat. His nearness, the heat of his body compared to the cold elevator wall pressing into my back, sent my heart into a wild, confused rhythm.

“I” I started to deny it, but the words dried up on my tongue.

scent

–

He leaned closer, his arms bracing on either side of me, trapping me in the best and worst way possible. His

clean, woodsy, with a hint of that same stubborn scotch–wrapped around me, clouding my thoughts even more.

“I don’t like it when there’s another man occupying that pretty little head of yours, bunny,” he said in a low, rough voice. “I don’t like to share,”

I swallowed hard, feeling both defensive and guilty. Why was I feeling guilty? I hadn’t done anything wrong. It was normal to be a little shaken after facing the man I’d once loved for years.

Still… there was something about the way Hunter was looking at me, as if he could see straight into my heart, that made me feel exposed, stripped bare without him even touching me.

“I’m not going back to him,” I finally whispered, forcing myself to meet his burning gray eyes. I didn’t know why I said that, but there’s something urging me to say those words.

10:29 Thu, Dec 25 M…

Chapter 21

94

Something in his expression shifted. The anger faded just a little, replaced by something deeper… something almost possessive.

He smirked; he looks satisfied with what I said.

“I know,” he said. His voice softened, but there was still a rough edge to it, like he was holding something dangerous just beneath the surface. “And even if you wanted to, I will no

For a second, the world outside the elevator disappeared.

It was just me, him, and the tension pulling tighter and tighter between us.

“You’re shivering,” he repeated, quieter this time. Without asking, he slid off his jacket and draped it over my shoulders, his fingers brushing against my bare arms, leaving trails of warmth in their wake.

I clutched the jacket tighter around me, breathing in his scent all over again.

“Thank you,” I murmured, my voice barely audible.

“I’m not done,” he said.

I frowned in confusion, completely at a loss with what he meant by that. But my eyes widened in shock when he suddenly took the little distance between us, crossing the

His lips were firm but careful, as if he was giving me a chance to pull away. But I didn’t.

I couldn’t.

—

For a moment, my mind blanked out completely. All I could feel was him the strength of his hands braced on either side of me, the rough brush of his stubble against my skin, and the heat of his mouth coaxing mine to respond.

Slowly, almost shyly, I kissed him back.

A soft, broken sound rumbled from his chest, and then the carefulness slipped away. His hand found the curve of my waist, pulling me closer until there was no space left between us. My heart pounded so loud I was sure he could feel it against his chest.

When he finally pulled back, it was just a breath away, his forehead resting against mine. His gray eyes burned into mine with something raw, something that made my knees weak.

“I think that’s enough to keep your bastard ex–husband out of your head for a while,” he said in a husky whisper.

I stood there, frozen, my hands still gripping the edges of his jacket like it was the only thing holding me up. Everything had happened so fast – the kiss, the way he touched me, the way he looked at me like I was something precious. I didn’t know what to do, what to say.

All I knew was that my lips still tingled from his kiss.

And no matter how much I tried to deny it…

10:30 Thu, Dec 25 04

Chapter 21

I liked it.

I liked it far more than I should.

F:

I bit my lower lip, trying to hide the heat rising in my cheeks, trying to push down the fire that was slowly waking up inside of me.

But he noticed.

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify