Chapter 199:
Robert’s POV
When that "I love you" dropped from her lips, the blood frozen in my veins. I never expected her to carry that kind of feelin’ for me after everything I put her through. I’ve heard that word from countless women, and I’ve always treated it like cheap, dirty currency.
But when it came off Julie’s tongue, it hit different. It felt like a bullet through the heart, leaving me speechless. I didn’t know what to tell her; I don’t even understand the mess of my own feelings, and here she was, making it more complicated with that damn shocking honesty.
When I told her we were showering together, her eyes went wide. "Together?" she asked, stunned.
"Yeah," I rasped.
I took her small hand in my huge palm and we headed to the bathroom.
I turned on the warm water and we stood under it. The mist hitting her face made her look like a goddamn angel in the clouds. I couldn’t help myself; I pulled her in and kissed her deep under the spray. Damn it. What is it about this girl? It felt like I’d never touched another woman in my life.
We finished up, and I wrapped a towel around my waist while she wrapped one around her fragile frame. We walked back into the bedroom, and she avoided my eyes. "I’ll get dressed and go," she murmured.
I knitted my brows, my voice sharp. "What?"
"I’ll leave you to sleep in peace," she whispered.
I didn’t let her move an inch. I grabbed her hand gentle but firm and tucked her under the heavy covers. Then I got in beside her, pulling her trembling body against mine until she was flushed against my chest.
"You’re sleeping with me," I said, leaving no room for argument.
"But my hair is wet..." she protested weakly.
"I don’t care," I answered, burying my face in her neck and breathing her in.
In that moment, I didn’t want sex or lust. I just wanted to hold her so tight she could never leave. It felt like I was using her to protect myself from the rest of the world.
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Julie’s POV
I woke up in the morning still buried in his warm embrace. That had to be the best sleep I’ve had in my entire life. I felt a comfort I’d never known, so I wrapped my arms around his massive body, clinging to him like I was afraid he’d vanish or run away like a beautiful dream.
"Morning," his deep, resonant voice echoed in the quiet room.
I looked at him, a smile spreading across my face. "Morning."
"Sleep okay?" he asked, running a hand over my shoulder.
"The best," I answered honestly.
He pressed a warm kiss to my forehead. "Good."
Suddenly, Robert’s phone buzzed. He pulled his arm from under me a move that made me feel an instant sense of loss and answered coldly. "Hello, Daniel." My god. Even the way he answers a phone is breathtakingly hot. He listened for a second, then said, "Fine, I’m coming." He turned to me. "I gotta head to the office."
He rolled out of bed with total confidence, went to his closet, and pulled out a sharp black suit. Then, he let the towel drop to the floor. Damn. I froze, staring at his dick. It was still completely erect, just like last night! I remembered the first time I saw it; it wasn’t this size.


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