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Chapter 5

Still in his arms, holding on to him like there was no tomorrow, thinking about the daughter you lost, the daughter he never get the chance to meet.... because of you. You can't help yourself but think that you could have prevented this, prevented your daughter's death. If you hadn't been so stubborn, if you had told him, and again if, if ,if.... So many ifs that won't change anything that won't bring your daughter back to life.

Naima Hope Grey... Naima Hope Sloan. You prefer the latter better. That's how you were going to call her Naima because it means comfort, peace, to be contented and that's how she made you feel during all the pregnancy content, because even though you weren't with the man you love and that it was a tough pregnancy, she had the ability to make you feel at peace.

You chose Hope as the middle because that's Mark's grandmother name you know that he loves her and respects her very much. She's the only mother he ever had in his life, her and his nanny. You have to admit that you love his grandmother too. She was always kind, nice, and generous with you. She was the opposite of her daughter, but Mark's mother that's an issue that you won't get into, especially with your state of mind now.

You in his arms that's all you've been asking for, that's all you need but you know it's won't last because he's going to ask you questions sooner or later but you are not ready yet to answer them. You don't even know how to answer them, because you don't even know them that's the point.

You feel his hand stroking your back while he's kissing your head. You can feel that this kiss express a lot of things. You don't even need to look at him in the eyes, you did it earlier and it literally stabbed your heart because in his eyes you could see the amount of pain you caused.

But this kiss reminds you of when you were together in New York, when he sees you sad , he would take you in his arms, stroking your back and kissing your head. Again you feel like home. He's your home, the only home you've never had since your mother died.

Just closing your eyes, enjoying this moment, you think about the time when you showed up in his apartment… no penthouse.

Flashback Three years ago

Ever since your encounter with him, you've been thinking about him. His blue eyes or no grey eyes, you don't even know what colors they are but you know it's not beautiful it's just gorgeous. He knows how to say something with his eyes. The way he looked at you not only last night but today at the conference was just something to send you over the edge, but in a cool way; because nobody looked at you the way he did.

His lips ooohhhhhh his lips that can do sinful things to you. Lord have mercy you think. The way he kissed you last night, with all the passion and desire that he had. And when your tongues touch each other, you felt something that you never felt before and that feeling terrifies you a lot. That feeling keeps growing inside of you, the more he's away from you and the more you long for him. You don't understand how you feel because you don't know him at all. You just met him, had an one night stand with him and it's all you think about. You are scared, terrified and yet you are at his doorstep. You've been standing there for at least a good 15 minutes; you don't know why you haven't ringed the doorbell yet. You are not sure if it's such a good idea to do it, because you know that you are going to sleep with him again, well after last night who wouldn't. But you don't like the connection that you already feel for him. You should try to keep your distance; good sex no mind blowing sex with any strings attaches. Yes that's how you are going to do.

With that you pressed the doorbell and waited a few minutes before he answered. Maybe 5or 10 minutes later you are not sure, a very naked Mark opened the door and the only that he had one was a white towel.

You stood there speechless. Even though you've seen the man shirtless, naked whatever before, it still amazes you to see how he's so damn hot.

You looked at him from head to toes and toes to head while biting your lips. He noticed you checking him out and without saying a word he let you in his penthouse and then closed the door.

Everything is still the same from last night; you look around and take you time to analyze everything, until you feel him coming up behind you. He starts to touch you, caress your arms up and down, smelling your hair and there you feel desire coming up. Just a simple a touch from makes you wanting more and more, and boy and knows how to give to you. Still behind you, he turns your cheek towards you, strokes it and stares at your lips.

You were staring at his too, anticipating a kiss from him, you lick your lips and a second later, his lips crash on yours. He's kissing you tenderly; he's taking his time with you, until he starts to tease you with his tongue sucking your upper lips, begging you for entrance. You can't take the teasing; you open your mouth so he could discover it all over again. His mouth on yours feels so good, the things that man does with his tongue should be illegal, heck all the things that man does to you should be illegal.

You find yourself moaning, and him keep doing what he's doing, making love to your mouth. Breath was needed so both of you stop, "I am glad you came" he told you with a smile on his face.

"I don't know why I came you know"

"then maybe I should show you why you came to me" and with that he takes your hand and leads you to his room, and you know what exactly what to expect afterwards and you are sure as hell ready for it.

Back to present day

You remember like it was yesterday, the way he touched you, kissed you, and made love to you until both of you were satisfied. He took his time with that night, like he wanted to discover your body all over again. The night before was about passion, you are not saying there wasn't any passion the night after but you felt the difference.

You body aches for him, only him can do that to you, only him can touch you and set your body on fire and makes you wanting more and burning for desire.

But now you have him in your arm, that's all you have ever hoped for, but it won't last, you don't want to give him hopes. You and him will never be together because you know he won't forgive you for what you did. You left him without any warning, nothing just like you didn't even write a letter, and you hid a pregnancy from him, your daughter died. That's right he won't forgive you. So you try to find some strength to get up but he keeps you in his arms like he doesn't want to let you, but you have to find a way to leave his embrace.

You give some minutes, and then you get up and head towards the door. But when you are about to turn the doorknob, he stops you putting his hands on yours and whispers in your ear " I finally found, I am not going to let you go again. I am not going to lose you without a fight"

He turns you, you can face each other, takes his time to look at your features. He has such an intense gaze; his beautiful grey-blue eyes are piercing you. With only a look he can see that your feelings for him are still there. He has always known that. But you were trying to hide them from him. So either way you are screwed.

You are only few inches apart, you can feel each other breath, until he takes the first step towards and kisses you with everything he has, pouring himself in this kiss. You can feel all his emotions in it, and for the first time you can't fight it, you kiss him back with everything you have.

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