Three Years Later, He Came Back Begging novel Chapter 106

Lawrence had lost it so completely that Bonnie didn't know what else to do. With tears streaming down her face, she started slapping at him, her palms landing anywhere they could reach.

Almost immediately, her hands stung and went numb.

Lawrence caught her wrists, pinning them gently above her head. He lowered himself and covered her with soft kisses—her trembling hands, her damp hair, the tears streaking down her cheeks, and finally her lips, swollen and shimmering with tears.

Bonnie could barely hold herself up, all the energy drained from her. Lawrence was the opposite. He was desperate for her, aching so much his whole body hurt. Only Bonnie could bring him any peace.

Just being close to her, tasting her lips, was enough to wash away the storm inside his head. The chaos and the pain faded until there was nothing but her.

Bonnie was his medicine, the only thing that calmed him down.

Lawrence’s kiss moved slowly, almost worshipful. He coaxed her lips apart and found her. Bonnie shuddered as more sobs shook her, too exhausted to resist or even clench her jaw against the invasion. His kiss was all apology and longing, deep and hungry, sweeping through her mouth like he wanted to memorize every inch.

In his arms, Bonnie gasped for breath. Slowly, her strength crept back, the ringing in her ears retreating. The world settled into focus again.

But the early autumn mountains hardly made a sound. Just the rustle of wind in the leaves, and then the pulse of their heavy breathing, tangled together in the quiet.

She listened to the way their breaths mixed with each other, hot and quick and unsteady.

Somewhere in the haze, Lawrence whispered her name, low and rough.

Her tears kept coming, refusing to stop.

He pressed kisses to her eyelids, tasting her sadness. “Candie,” he murmured, his voice raw. “Candie, forgive me... please...”

Bonnie squeezed her eyes closed, her throat so raw it was painful. “Lawrence, I’ll never forgive you for hurting me over and over. Just get away from me, please.”

The words felt like a knife to Lawrence’s heart. He’d tried explaining—he wasn’t married, the kid wasn’t his—but Bonnie wanted nothing to do with his excuses.

She still hated him. She still needed him gone.

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