Chapter 201
Chapter 201:
Upon catching Brandon’s retreat, Vivian’s reddened eyes fixed on him. “Why are you pulling away from me?”
Brandon didn’t meet her gaze, instead asking quietly, “Are you feeling all right? Is everything okay with your health?”
That question gave Vivian pause; she mistook his retreat for concern about her well-being.
A shy flush colored her cheeks as she answered, “I’m fine. I just want you to stay with me tonight. Please? I really am okay.”
Both of them knew exactly what her invitation meant—there was no need for subtlety between adults.
Rather than feeling drawn in, Brandon felt tension building in his temples.
Vivian’s intentions were perfectly clear, and still, he couldn’t find any interest. Despite her alluring nightgown and the perfume she had carefully chosen, his body and mind simply wouldn’t respond.
Desire was nowhere to be found.
Edging closer, Vivian reached for his hand and tried to guide it to her chest.
That was enough—Brandon pushed himself up from the couch.
“Brandon?” Vivian called after him, confused.
Facing away, he spoke in an even tone. “You’re not well. Get some rest.”
A tremor crept into Vivian’s question. “Is there something about me you just don’t like?”
No response came from Brandon.
Tears made her words wobble. “Why is she allowed, but I’m not?”
She left nothing hidden. “I want to be with you, Brandon. Can’t we just have this one night?”
Brandon’s feelings didn’t change. There was no spark, no interest. Read full story at.net
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Making for the door, he tossed out a reason. “I need to go. Grandma expects me for breakfast tomorrow morning.”
Vivian’s cry stopped him in his tracks, raw and pleading. “Brandon!”
Spinning around, Brandon caught sight of her, utterly exposed and shaking with emotion.
Tears streaked her cheeks as she begged. “Why can’t you just give me what I want, just this once?”
Without hesitating, he shut the door behind him to keep her out of the possible prying eyes from the hallway and moved toward her.
Gently, he gathered her clothes and draped them over her shoulders. His voice was tired, stripped of all pretense. “I just don’t have it in me tonight. I’m completely worn out.”
Absolutely no desire stirred within him, not even the faintest hint. Nakedness did nothing to bridge the distance between them; Brandon felt empty inside as he looked at Vivian.
He managed only a quiet, “Take care of yourself.”
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