The Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 16

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Christian walked us back until my back hit the wall. His strong arms supporting my weight. I don't know how long the kiss had been going on for but I was sure of one thing. And that was I needed air.

I pulled away but Christian continued to kiss down my neck. What kind of lungs is he packing? And where could I get a pair? The pleasure I feel should be a crime. A soft gasp left my lips as his hands slip under my shirt. My skin felt like it was on fire where he touched and my head falling back as he continued with his torture.

"Christian." My hands hang loosely around his neck. This was going too fast. There is no way I'm going to sleep with him tonight. At least I hope not. He has successfully shredded my bra with his strong hands. That was one of my favorites. "Christian. We need to stop." 

He stops and looks at me. I untangled my legs from him and try to regain my composure. My mind was reeling from our exchange. "What's wrong Nessa?"

"We need to talk. About us." I'm pretty aware I killed the mood. Walking over to the couch I took a seat and he quickly joined me.

"Let's talk." It always surprised me how he could switch his mood so quickly. Like there are switches controlling his emotions.

"Hopefully you know this isn't a rejection. But I want to restart our relationship if this is going to work. This will be like meeting each other for the first time. I want a clean slate with you and with our relationship." I looked up at him and noticed he was already staring at me. I'm afraid I'll not be getting the reaction I wanted. "Can you handle that?"

The longest while there was just silence. My heart was beating rapidly as it tried to hold itself together. This is pathetic, I'm pathetic. Why am I even doing this?

Because you love him!

That was the problem. I loved him and I wanted this to work. Is this where it ends? Come on Christian! Agree with my terms. Or at least give me a definite answer! They say silence was golden but this was killing me. The clock behind his head read 5:45 which meant he's been quiet for 5 minutes.

That was too fucking long.

"Christian?" The worry could be heard in my voice.  His face switched from blank to a smile that made my heart skip a beat. It still wasn't an answer however sweet it was.

"I'm sorry." My heart was on the verge of giving out, is this some sort of joke, he is smiling for goodness sake. The shock and hurt that flashed across my eyes must've been visible because he quickly put out his hand to comfort me and quickly said the words that had little handymen rushing to put my heart back together.