Tangled Love

CHAPTER 114

Jake's POV -

Seeing her in that dress with her curves and long soft legs was enough to send me over the edge. All night I was distracted by my thoughts about her. I knew every man's eyes were on her, she literally turned heads as she walked by. I wanted to rip their throats out knowing they were having thoughts about her.

Her dark hair is sprawled across my pillow and her large brown eyes are filled with arousal. She looks so innocent, so pure and I swallow the lump in my throat knowing if I sleep with her, it would cause her pain. I never ever want to hurt her. NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

My mouth runs dry as I take in the beauty of her body. She looks up at me, brown eyes wide and innocent as she craves my approval.

"You're beautiful, have I told you that?" I whisper and she smiles warmly at me, her eyes twinkling.

"All the time."

Moments of passion filled with kisses and touching pass and things between us began to escalate until before I know it, I'm almost there. I stop and sigh deeply, closing my eyes.

"Jake, it's okay." Emily whispers, cupping my cheek and stroking it gently. I nestle my cheek into her palm and feel physically sick at the pain I'm about to put her through. The fact that she trusts me enough to do this with her makes my heart swell with love for her. I search her eyes, making sure I don't see any doubt in them. She gazes back at me lovingly, letting me know it's okay.

"Look at me," I tell her firmly. She does as I ask.

"I love you." My hips roll into her and I will myself to hold eye contact with her. I never look a girl in the eyes however Emily isn't just some girl. I need to let her know she's different to me. I owe her that

much at least. Her face tightens up in pain and I swallow the lump in my throat, making a silent promise to myself to never hurt her again purposefully.

"I'm okay," she breathes out, large eyes staring up at me. In that moment, I realise I'll never love someone as much as I love her. The girl truly captured my heart and took it with her. I lean down, taking one of her hands and placing the softest of kisses on her knuckles.

"I love you Muffin."

"I love you Jake, so much."

Two weeks later.

"Hey beautiful, want to spend the night in my room?" Jake winks and I chuckle at him, shoving him backwards into the couch with a little push on his chest. Ever since we spent the night together, he always drops suggestive comments, leaving me burning bright red.

"Get stuffed, you're like a dog on heat," I scold him playfully, reaching for the remote. He pouts and whines like a dog, causing me to grin at his adorable, puppy like behaviour.

"Jake, heel!" I say firmly, pointing my finger at him. He scrunches his eyebrows up —

"I can't heel, I'm on the couch, dumb ass."

"Hey!" I protest, shoving him hard. He barely moves an inch and instead smirks at me, his eyes shining brightly. From upstairs, I hear Tobias shout down to his Mum, his voice filling the silence.

"I'm glad you and Tobias are okay now," I add, smiling warmly at him. At the mention of Tobias, he rolls his eyes dramatically, scowling.

"We're not okay, we put up with each other. There's a difference Muffin."

"He's not that bad Jake," I respond, glancing at the television screen.

"Yeah you're right, he's terrible," Jake replies, jumping up off the couch to grab his phone which has been pinging non stop for the past minute. He unlocks his phone before his eyes travel quickly across the screen.

"Everything okay?" I ask him, watching as his shoulders sink and his eyes darken considerably.

"Yeah, I'll be back soon," he responds tightly, grabbing his jacket from the opposite couch.

"Wait, where are you going?" I ask, eyebrows scrunched up. He'd promised to spend the night with me eating junk food and watching movies.

Adam Sandler is not someone you could watch on your own, it's just not the same.

"I'll be back soon, a few hours tops." He mumbles, looking around for his keys. I lean forward, picking them up from the coffee table and chuck them at him —

"You said that the last three nights Jake, can't the gang go without you for one night?" I frown, the disappointment clear in my voice. I hear him sigh and lift a hand to his face, rubbing his eyes.

"I can't Muffin, I'm sorry."

I let out a small sigh, I couldn't help feeling disheartened.

"I'll see you tomorrow I suppose," I mumble.

"Tonight." Jake corrects me, kissing my forehead quickly.

"You also said that for the past three nights and I never saw you until the morning," I roll my eyes, struggling to hold back the disappointment in my voice.

"It's work Emily," Jake justifies, heading for the door, barely listening to what I'm saying. The door slams shut and just like that, he's gone.

I sigh and flop back on to the couch.