Rory’s POV
‘I woke up and you were gone, why did you leave while I was sleeping?’ he swallows hard before adding, ‘you left . . again.’
I suck in a breath, as I look at him, the enforcer looks . . . hurt, and now I feel like s.hit.
‘I . . I . . ‘ I press my lips together because I have no excuse, he bared his soul to me, took my body in ways I’ve never experienced before, and then I left him whilst he slept.
‘I’m sorry’ I finally mutter, ‘that was wrong, I shouldn’t have done it.’
Marcus nods, playing with the label on his bottle, ‘no’ he replies gruffly, ‘you shouldn’t have.’ His eyes find mine and it’s like a sucker punch, ‘I didn’t like waking up alone Rory, not after . . ‘ his words trail off and I can’t stop myself from reaching over the table and taking his hand in mine.
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