A Second Chance

Chapter 37

Gabriel's  POV

I begged, I pleaded, I even opened my heart and let her see everything I felt and still nothing.

She kept looking at me like a scared little rabbit. Completely silent, with her beautiful honey coloured eyes so wide and so innocent.

I groaned, closing my eyes. I needed her to stop being silent. I knew her method of dealing with me was to hide all her hurt and run when she couldn't handle it anymore.

And she is running again.

And I needed her to stop. One way or the other, I needed to make her stop. The only way to do that is to break that damned wall she had built blocking herself from me.

And if nothing else is working, then I'm going to break that wall by force, I thought as I opened my eyes, ready to strike.

Nicola was watching me, and as I opened my eyes, she took a step back in surprise, which just made it easier for me to trap her as she hit the wall.

I pushed forward, pressing her against it with a force, slaming my lips against hers.

She stood frozen, too shocked to react as  I held her face in my hand, tangling my fingers in her hair.

I softened my touch on her lips. Slowly grazing my lips across hers. I felt her release a breath. I tugged on her bottom lips, coaxing a response out of her.

She slowly moved her lips, allowing me to taste it.

She had the sweetest tasting lips, which was my first thought as I took my first taste. It's addicting. I have never tasted anything as delicious, I thought as I took her bottom lip in mine and sucked. It tasted of the ripest cherries.

I cupped her face in my hands  pulling her face closer to mine, while I leaned further into her. And then she finally responded.

She melted.

Her body sagged then molded itself to mine while her mouth opened,allowing my tongue inside tasting her warmth and sweetness.

I swiped the tip of my tongue against hers, and she kissed me back, tangling her tongue with mine, hesitantly at first, then with more urgency.

Her hands let go of her towel as she grabbed my shirt with one hand, pulling me closer, while her other hand went to the back of my head playing with my hair.

Her touch felt so good that a longing like no other steered inside me. My body felt hot and cold at the same time.

I let one of my hands explore her body by letting it slip down her slender neck to her delicate collar bone. Her skin felt soft and smooth against my fingertips. Slowly, I moved to her shoulder, slipping further down.

It made her shiver, which immediately made me hard. Baby, I'm trying to make you angry, not drive me mad. I thought as I felt myself reaching the brink of losing control.

If this was to continue for any longer, I knew I would rip that towel off of her, leaving her completely naked and throwing her on that bed. Then, I would not be able to stop myself from doing something I would regret.

I growled in frustration, grabbing her waist, pulling her closer while holding her head and kissing her harder with a feirce need making her suddenly snap her eyes open and put both her hands on my chest, pushing me away.

I sighed in relief and kept my eyes closed, not wanting to see her until I got some semblance of self-control. Otherwise, I would pounce on her again.

I grabbed onto a chair, holding it for support as I tried to even my breathing.

When I was sure I was calm enough, I turned to look at her. Tears were streaming down her face, and I instinctively reached up to wipe it off. My heart hurt seeing her cry.

But she slapped it away.

"Don't touch me! How dare you kiss me!" She screamed, making my lips twitch in triumph.

Finally.

We might get somewhere now. No more silent treatment. No more running, I thought, looking at her blazing eyes. She looked like she wanted to tear me into pieces instead.

"When are you going to realise before kissing me that I am Nicola! The ugly sister that you hadn't wanted and already rejected. Twice!" She said, holding up two fingers.

Huh? I thought.

"You made your choice, Gabriel. You chose Camille. Then why the hell aren't you out there kissing her?" She gestured towards the door, making my eyes follow it.

"Why can't you just let me go? I know you don't want me, that you will never want me, that I will never ever be your choice. So stay away from me and just let me go. Please!" She said, crying.

Ugly sister? What the hell!

My blood boiled, hearing her say that about herself.

She still had those insecurities, and I am only making it grow by my actions. I realised.

"Nicola, I am not rejecting you." I told her quietly.

"What?" She asked in disbelief.

I sighed, sitting back down on the bed.
"I am not rejecting you. I am trying to resist you." I admitted. My head bowed down. I felt really tired all of a sudden.

Fighting with myself and then Nicola, not to ruin my relationship with her, has left me drained. I haven't slept in two days now. Last night, I was so afraid she might wake up in the middle of the night and leave. Im afraid that if she leaves again, she might go hide in someplace where I can't find her.

"What did you just say?" She asked me, interrupting my thoughts.

I sighed, looking up at her again.

"Nicola, you are beautiful. Don't ever call yourself ugly again, and I find you very desirable. I can't resist you." I rubbed my hand against my face, trying to rub some tiredness away, and then continued.

"At first, I thought I could get over you. I thought it was just an attraction since it's been a while for me, and I can't jeapodise our relationship over an attraction, so that's why I went out with Camille. But there was nothing there. I couldn't make myself the least bit interested in her.

And then, when we went to the club...I saw this girl in a backless sparkly outfit.. I couldn't take my eyes off of her, and I didn't even know it was you until you turned. Im addicted to you, Nicola. And when that guy..." I spat out, remembering the guy's hands on Nicola, feeling the rage build up again. " I wanted to tear his arms right off the sockets for daring to touch you!" I bit out through gritted teeth before I looked at her.

She looked comical, clutching onto her towel for dear life while her mouth and eyes were wide open in shock. I instantly calmed down, looking at her, and felt my lips twitch again at her expression, my gaze softening on her.

I stood up again, walking over to her, and she instantly backed up, her eyes becoming even wider.

I would have been offended if I hadn't seen the blush creep up her neck to her cheeks, making them look rosy. She looks so cute trying to hide it.

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