Northern Twilight (The Highlands #5) Read Online Samantha Young

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Contemporary, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: The Highlands Series by Samantha Young
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Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 102731 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 514(@200wpm)___ 411(@250wpm)___ 342(@300wpm)
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A shiver skated down my spine at the blazing look in his eyes.

“As I belong to you.”

“Lewis …”

“I did not say yes to dating Carianne. And I did not agree to pretend to date her to make you jealous.”

“Then why did she say so?”

“Why do you care?” His question was quiet, desperate.

Honestly, I wanted to throw a bloody rolling pin at his head. “Because you walked out of my life seven years ago, never looked back, then drunkenly slept with me three weeks ago, returned to Ardnoch supposedly for me, only to ride off into the sunset like my rejection didn’t bother you, and then you said yes to dating my old friend.”

“I didn’t!”

“How can I believe you? You lied about what you wanted when we were kids and you have given no indication that you hadn’t moved on until three weeks ago. And even then, your actual commitment to the idea of us has been shaky at best.”

“Me?” Lewis spat. “What about you?”

“Don’t even,” I seethed. “I was the one who wanted a life together. You weren’t.”

“I was a kid!” Lewis exploded.

It was so unexpected, so loud, so aggressive, I flinched.

Lewis saw and remorse tightened his features. His voice was quieter as he continued, “I was a kid who was scared about his future, like most kids who are asked to make decisions at seventeen years old that will affect the rest of their lives. Most of us have a wobble or two about that, Callie. But you wouldn’t allow me that. I had to be perfect, or I was fucking cut out of your life like I was nothing.”

Aghast that he saw our past like that, I shook my head, tears threatening when all I wanted was to be strong and collected. “Not true.”

“Not true?” Lewis took a step toward me. “Who actually moved on, Callie? Between the two of us?”

“We both did. You moved to London and left all of us behind.”

“I moved to a different city. That doesn’t equate to leaving everyone behind.”

“That’s how it felt.” I curled my lip in jealousy and disgust. “And God knows how many girls you shagged. By how different you were when we slept together, I’d say you’d learned a lot in the seven years we were apart.”

He gave a bitter laugh and didn’t say anything for a second. Then … “I’m fucking pathetic.”

“Excuse me?”

“I’m pathetic,” Lewis repeated with a sneer of self-directed contempt. “I came here to clear up the mistake Carianne made. To offer my friendship. To try to get to know each other again and build trust. And all I can think is why? You don’t see me.”

“Don’t turn this around⁠—”

“How many men have you slept with?”

Fury made my throat so thick, I couldn’t speak past it.

“Do you know how many women I’ve slept with?”

I didn’t want to know.

I hated him.

His gaze was unflinching. “I couldn’t sleep around. The thought of it made me feel sick. The guys at uni gave me a hard time. But it’s the way I’m wired. I can’t do casual sex. I tried first year of uni with a girl in our halls. I got so drunk in the attempt, I vomited on her lap instead.”

Though he was talking about other girls, I couldn’t help but wince in sympathy, even as my heart rate escalated.

“Then because I knew I couldn’t do hookups, I tried to date a girl in second year. Roisin. We dated for two months before I slept with her. But I couldn’t love her. Six months into the relationship, I ended it. There was no one after that. And I watched you move on in Paris. First Remy and then Gabriel. I despised the idea of you with them. It ate me up inside.”

At his confession, his haunted tone, I felt guilty, even though I knew I shouldn’t.

“So I tried to sleep with this woman at the firm I worked at. Charlotte. Took her out on my bike, went for drinks, went back to hers …” Anger and love and resentment flickered across his face. “And I couldn’t. I couldn’t sleep with her, like I couldn’t sleep with anyone else and like I couldn’t tell my girlfriend I loved her … because I’d already given myself to you.”

His jaw trembled as his eyes turned glassy with emotion. “I fell in love with you a long time ago, and I never got that part of me back. The thought of anyone else feels fucking wrong. But then I see you out there. On the street, kissing that French guy, and I think what a goddamn moron I am for holding on to something that you clearly let go of a long time ago. Because I realized that’s what I’ve been waiting for. Why I can’t be with anyone else. I’ve been holding on to hope that you and I would find our way back to each other. Told you. Pathetic.”


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