Chapter 252

Judy’s POV

His kiss was everything I had longed for; everything that I had missed.

There was a hint of scotch in his breath, but for the most part, he was all Gavin. His taste was familiar and brought a world of comfort to my aching soul. His tongue slid between my parted lips, tasting me.

He was warm, and it brought warmth to my chilled body. The softness of his tongue was almost too much for me to handle as I deepened the kiss with my own tongue, tasting what I had tasted so many times in the past. Tasting what I never thought I would taste again.

His strong arms pulled me into him, so I was even closer, pressing my body against his rock-hard abs that I knew were beneath his suit. My legs were on either side of him as I straddled his lap, his hardness pressing between my legs, rubbing against my core, and making heat flare up on my cheeks.

He moaned into my mouth as our lips moved together in sync, a harmony that only we could hear. He pulled back slightly, stopping the kiss to look into my eyes with his hooded ones. They were dazed and clouded over with what looked like desire.

He nipped at my bottom lip before capturing my lips in another searing kiss that made me see stars.

I knew that I shouldn’t be enabling this; he wasn’t in the right frame of mind.

However, I convinced myself that a kiss was okay… that I would put an end to it if it became more than that.

But as soon as his hands roamed across my body, I knew I was putty in his hands. I let out a gasp as his fingers found their way beneath my hoodie; I wasn’t wearing anything underneath because I was in such a rush to get to him.

His fingers found my breasts, and I felt my nipples pebbling beneath his touch, making me gasp as he continued to pour his heart into the kiss.

“I’ve missed these,” he whispered, twirling my nipples with his fingers, making them harden even more.

I couldn’t help the moan that escaped my lips. His touch went straight to my core, and I found myself soaking wet… wanting him and needing him more than I need my next breath. It had been so long since I felt Gavin inside of me, and though I knew I needed to put a stop to this before it got too far, my wolf and my body weren’t obeying what my brain was shouting.

“I’ve missed you…” I whispered against his lips, my tongue sliding across his bottom lip and making him tremble with a need that matched my own.

He started to lift my hoodie over my head, but a knock on the door, a frantic-sounding knock, stopped me dead in my tracks. My eyes, wild and untamed, glared at the door. My wolf was angry at the interruption, but I was partly relieved that whatever was happening between us was ending.

Gavin was drunk… or drugged… or something. I would be taking advantage of him if things got any further, and my brain knew this, but my body didn’t care. Nor did my wolf; she was ready to mount him and have her way with him regardless of the state he was in.

“Ignore it,” he said, his eyes hooded with lust and something else as he watched me have my internal battle.

Continue with Gavin, or push against my urge and wolf to answer the door.

With a groan, I slid off him, allowing his hands to fall to his sides in a defeated slump.

His eyes closed, and I wondered if he was about to pass out as I adjusted my hoodie and went to answer the door.

The second the door was open, I wished I could shut it again. My heart completely sank when I saw teary-eyed Rachel standing in front of me. She was wearing sleep attire, nothing like the gorgeous red dress Luis had described downstairs, and her hair was a mess.

“I heard Gavin was in here,” she said, glancing behind me. “I didn’t know he already owned a suite. I just booked us one for the night.”

My heart shattered in my chest.

I wondered if she could see my messy hair where Gavin’s fingers were just entangled, or my swollen lips from Gavin’s searing kisses. Or smell the lust and desires in the air from our heated exchange.

If she did notice, she acted as if she didn’t.

“You booked a room?” I asked, my brows raised.

She nodded.

“Our ride bailed on us, and instead of getting another one tonight and ruining someone’s evening, I figured we’d just book a room and spend the night. I left him at the bar and told him I’d be back once I got everything situated. When I was gone, I was told he went to his suite. With another woman.”

She looked at me, eyeing me head to toe.

“I’m assuming you’re the other woman?” She asked me, her eyes narrowed.

I swallowed.

“I think he was drugged,” I told her, ignoring her statement. “Did you notice anything strange before you left him at the bar?”

She frowned and shook her head, tucking a strand of dark curly hair behind her ear.

“No,” she replied. “I mean, he was drunk, but that was about it. I told the bartender to keep an eye on him while I booked a room for the night.”

I furrowed my brows, my wolf growing uneasy.

She didn’t trust Rachel, and I wasn’t sure if it was because she was jealous of her relationship with Gavin or if there was another reason. But I also found it difficult to trust her; she just came into Gavin’s life last month and took Gavin from us… She faked her own death years ago and broke his heart.

Why was she back now? After all these years?

When she noticed Gavin on the couch, she gasped and pushed past me. I nearly stumbled because I wasn’t expecting her to run past me like that. She was soon seated beside him, pulling him into her arms. He groaned softly as she ran her fingers through his hair.

“Oh, my poor baby,” she purred. “It’s okay now, I’m here. I’ve got you.”

He didn’t pull away from her or say anything. I think he was too out of it to struggle against her, but the sight of them together made my chest hurt. She had her arms wrapped around him and her face nuzzled in his hair; a tear slipped out from her eyes and went down her cheek.

“Thank you for taking care of my Gavin, Judy,” Rachel said, her eyes finding mine. “I’m glad he was in good hands.”

She didn’t question why I was there in the first place or how I knew Gavin was in trouble. She simply thanked me and held onto him closer.

My Gavin…

She called him hers.

My wolf growled possessively at the thought, and I pulled her back, not wanting to cause a scene right now. All that mattered was making sure Gavin was okay. I let myself get carried away by his kisses and touch, but the truth of the matter was, Gavin needed help.

“I was going to call Dr. Pierce and—”

“I have it handled,” she told me, her eyes never leaving mine. “You can leave now. I’ll make sure he pays you extra for your services.”

Though her tone was sweet, her words were condescending and sent a chill down my spine.

I didn’t want to leave him, not with her. But I wasn’t sure what else to do. I was about to open my mouth to protest… to say anything, but I stopped when Gavin murmured softly, “Rachel…”

My heart shattered even more if that was possible.

He wanted her… not me.

It was her he was thinking about when he was kissing me. When he said he missed these, he thought he was talking to Rachel.

It was her he missed…

How could I have let myself fall so deeply, knowing there was a chance I could get hurt again?

How could I be so stupid to think for a second that Gavin Landry could be mine… that he could want me as badly as I want him.

“I’m here, baby,” Rachel whispered, pressing her lips to his mouth, branding him as hers. “I’m not going anywhere, my love.”

He let out a sigh, like he was relieved to have her presence with him.

I took a step back, my eyes still glued on them. Though my wolf was frantic in my mind, wanting to be released so she could tear this woman apart, the human in me was breaking, and my fight-or-flight mode was active, and at the moment, all I could think to do was run.

“Judy, can you shut the door on your way out?” Rachel asked, her eyes flickering over to me. “I’ll give Dr. Peirce a call just as soon as I get him into bed. Which, I’m sure, he’ll go easily for me.”

She gave me a slight smile; her fingers ran up his chest, and he let out another sigh.

I nodded, not sure what more to say. I had to get out of there before I vomited all over the pristine marble flooring.

Without another word, I turned and hurried out of the suite.

It wasn’t until I was in the elevator that I finally let my tears fall.