Disappointed

Ciara picked Jack from school and did an online video about single moms. She received so many negative comments about her trial with her son's dad. However, those who loved and stood for her wholeheartedly spoke for her.

She became depressed so she turned it shut and went to the mall to get some stuff. But on her arrival home, after she walked into her room, she comes in the face with Jake!

She widens her stare and peeking around to look where he must have sneaked.

"How did you get here?"

He repositioned a pic of her and Jack on her side bed then came close to her "Is that so important because I'm already in."

She looks at him with daggers before asking "What do you want now?"

He stops inches away from her and extends his hand to her side and she trembles uncomfortably. He pauses staring into her eyes then slowly closed the door behind her. She trembles again by the sound and her head registers his action. She frowns but he looks as normal as he was when she got in.

"W-what are you doing?"

"What do you think I'm doing?"

She looks away guiltily then blinks her eyes taking a deep breath "I won't let you ruin my life once more"

"You won't know when I'd supposedly ruin your life. And by the way, I said I'm sorry. Whatever thing I did in the past was my stupidity controlling me. I sincerely want to make thing right with you"

She brings back her gaze to him "By fighting to take my son away from me!"

"I didn't want us going that way but because of this, I will. I want you to know your friend is dealing with a very dangerous man and he has assigned people to follow you and all your friends. I noticed that so I said I must tell you about it."

"How did you know that?" her brows uneven at his words.

"Remember things like this don't pass my hearing."

She rolls her eyes "It's my business. Let me handle it"

"No, it isn't anymore. As long as I live here, I will protect both of you."

She shrugs in the understanding that those words are not lies. She saw it via his circles

"Why the hell I'm I even talking to you?"

He shrugs lifting his brows "Certainly because you still love me"

"Bullshit!" She says trying to escape his cage

"Complete opposite. I know you so well Ciara."

"Yeah, me too" she responds

He smiles "You certainly do. And so I want you to tell me what exactly you and your friends are getting into with Mr. Leonel?"

She pauses "Should I be staying away from you for using me to spy against my friend or tell you things about her?"

He remains silent then says "This is serious Ciara. I wouldn't just be asking anything from you."

She hangs her head and mouths "NO"

He shuts his eyes and finds himself close to her.

They stare at one another with passion. She knows what this look is taking them to. However, she doesn't bulge away.

He came closer until he was an inch away. Almost closing the gap between them.

"You need to talk to me Ciara" he utters softly

"No I won't" she mutters under her breath but he gets it anyway due to their closeness.

Suddenly, his hands meet her waist and he squeezes it gently.

She closes her eyes and her breath increases. He leans in says again "I'm still waiting for your response"

How the fuck did he expects her to speak in this condition?

"W-what are you doing?"

"What are you talking about?" He responds questioningly to her in the same tone.

She opens her eyes to peek and receives the most breathtaking grin from him. It feels like seeing a god smirking at her.

"I love it best when your eyes are close. It makes me gorgeous that you feel taken away by my touch"

His statement automatically makes her want to close her lids but she resists.

He robes his hand which has already curved her waist. It slides down to her curves and she subconsciously reaches for his arm as an anchor.

He finally wipes the space between them and pins his lips over hers into a gentle kiss.

She sighs in relief of waiting to endure this moment for years.

She let him in and moves in synchronization with his movements.

Soon after his tongue slides into her mouth and he explores the walls of her mouth. She hums at the feeling and holds him tighter.

He supports her jaws with his left hand and moves his fingers into her silky dark hair.

She settles her small palms over his torso and as they become heated up, he lifts her with her tights on either side, surrounding his waist.

He moves with her and faces her back against the wall.

He cups her butt and left her lips to her neck and ears. She throws her head back and sideways, giving him access to her skin while he nips and leaves hikes all over.

She moans in response and he brings his lips back to hers and goes on with a passionate kiss with his hands massaging her tights. Just when he is about lifting her light pajamas over her thick legs, his phone alarms.

They are forced to break their moment as she frowns at him while he pecks her forehead and answers his call keeping her to the ground.

He ends the call after a few seconds and gives her an apologetic look. She understands the information he passes at once and bites her lips trying to control her rage.

This is a total disappointment to her and frustration.

"I'm so sorry" he apologizes

She doesn't respond but wishes she never gave in to his romantic approach.

He touches her cheek and she looks away. He just sighs and pecks her cheek then turns to leave but halts in his step and says

"This meant a whole lot to me"

She blinks off her tears and he walks off.

To be continued...