Please Come Back, My Love novel Chapter 97

Chapter 97

I hit send and intmediately started ping again.

My phone buzzed. Not from Elena.

From Dave: [Dude, you good?]

I looked up. The whole table was staring.

“Sorry, I muttered, shoving my phone away. “Work shit.”

The brunette beside me shifted closer, her hand landing on my thigh.

“You look tense, she whispered. ‘Want to go somewhere quieter?”

I should’ve said no.

Should’ve paid my tab and left.

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But the alcohol was buzzing under my skin, and when I looked at her again, I saw Elena’s eyes. Elena’s lips.

Fuck it.

“Upstairs,” I said roughly.

The bar had a second floor-private rooms for VIP guests.

The girl led me down a dim hallway, her hips swaying. Behind us, I heard Dave’s voice: “Get some, Blackwell!”

She unlocked a door and pulled me inside.

The room was small-just a bed, a couch, and low lighting that made everything look hazy.

The girl turned to me, biting her lip. “So… what do you like?”

I didn’t answer.

Instead, I grabbed my phone again.

Still nothing from Elena.

Fuck.

The girl stepped closer, her hands sliding up my chest. “Hey. I’m right here.”

I looked down at her.

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To the dim light; she really did look like Elena Same brown hair. Same delicate features.

Close enough.

I kissed her.

It was rough-too rough. I could taste the whiskey on my own tongue, bitter and wrong.

She gasped against my mouth, her hands fumbling with my shirt buttons.

buttons.

“Slow down,” she breathed.

But I didn’t want slow. I wanted to forget.

I pulled her toward the bed, my hands already tugging at her dress.

She laughed-nervous, breathy-and pushed me down onto the mattress.

“Let me,” she whispered.

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Her fingers worked at my belt, then my zipper. Her mouth closed around

“Shit, I hissed.

She hummed, taking me deeper.

I fisted my hands in the sheets, trying to lose myself in

But the words were hollow. Performative.

Elena would never-

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me, warm and wet.

I shoved the thought away.

The girl stood, pulling her dress over her head. Her breasts were full, her waist narrow-objectively attractive.

But she wasn’t her.

She straddled me, and I grabbed her hips, flipping her onto her back.

“Hey-” she started, but I cut her off with another kiss

My hands roamed her body, but it felt mechanical. Disconnected.

She moaned beneath me, arching into my touch.

I lined myself up and pushed inside her.

She cried out, her nails digging into my shoulders.

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gyroughly, chasing something I couldn name. Release. Ublivien Anything to stop the ache in my chest.

“Oh fuck,” she whimpered. “Yes-just like that-”

But all I could think about was Elena

Elena’s smile. Elena’s voice. Elena’s goddamn husband touching her the way I should be.

The thought made me thrust harder, desperate to drown it out.

“Fuck-I’m close- the girl gasped.

Her body tensed beneath me, and she came with a sharp cry.

And then-finally-I followed, my vision going white.

For a split second, I forgot.

But when my vision cleared, I looked down-

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And saw a stranger.

“Get out,” I said hoarsely.

She blinked up at me, confused. “What?”

“Get. Out.”

Her face flushed red. “Are you serious?”

“Now.”

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