She Was Mine First Read Online M. Robinson

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Billionaire, Contemporary, New Adult, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 65429 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 327(@200wpm)___ 262(@250wpm)___ 218(@300wpm)
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I stood, taking her with me before nodding to the women. They must have noticed Livvy wobbling since they smiled and nodded back in understanding that I was getting her out of there. Once we arrived at the castle, I made her drink a glass of water and take three pain relievers. She ate a bit of food but was adamant that she wasn’t drunk and didn’t need it.

There wasn’t a cloud in the sky as we stood on her terrace that overlooked the gardens of the estate. The gentle lull of the breeze and honey scent was running heavy through me. She leaned her head on my shoulder, and I tried not to think about the fact that this would be the last time we’d be together for who knew how long.

The mere thought brought a sudden sadness over me.

Can I do this? Can I really let her get married to a man who isn’t me?

“What are you thinking about over there?” she questioned, tearing me away from my thoughts.

I didn’t hesitate in rasping, “Tomorrow.”

Livvy

“Yeah, I’ve been thinking about tomorrow a lot today too.”

I swallowed hard, hearing him admit what I already knew. Ethan and I always shared a connection I could never explain or understand. This unspoken bond, where words weren’t needed to know how we were feeling.

He was my person.

I was his.

My mind ran rampant with question after question I’d been thinking about all week. Aware of what I needed at that moment, he placed his arm around my body, pulling me into the nook of his arm. I felt him inhale a deep, steady breath as he hugged me closer to him, kissing the top of my head.

We stayed like that in complete silence, watching the world revolve around us like we were the only two people in it.

“You ready?”

Giving in to the emotions I couldn’t seem to control, I snapped, “What a loaded question, Ethan. If you’re asking me if I’m ready to go to bed, I’m fine. Now, if you’re asking me if I’m ready to get married tomorrow, then my response would be, I’m not so sure anymore. Is that normal? To second-guess?”

“You sound upset.”

“I’m not. I’m just asking my best friend.”

Sweeping the hair away from my face, he placed it behind my ear. “I can’t answer that for you.”

“Why not?”

“It’s not my place, Livvy.”

“Then whose place is it?”

“Only yours.”

“It’s going to change everything.”

“It won’t change us being best friends.”

“Promise?”

“What are you so worried about? I’m not the one getting married.”

Am I making the right choice? Could I do this? Do I still want to? What am I trying to prove? What am I trying to find that isn’t already in front of me?

The more I thought about it, the less confident I felt that I could truly do this…

“I love Beau,” I stated in a serious tone.

“I’m not the one you need to convince.”

“Are you saying you think I should marry him?”

“Livvy, what do you want me to say?”

I didn’t know if it was the booze, the fact I’d been drinking all night, or if it was just Ethan being there with me this entire time and my whole life. At that moment, I couldn’t for the life of me picture a future with anyone but him. This was my last chance to possibly make things right. Ethan was right. This was my life, not my parents’ life. I had to do what was right for me.

“I want you to tell me the truth.” I peered deep into his eyes. “Do you love me?”

“Of course, I love you.”

“I know you love me, Ethan. I love you too. But I need to know, are you in love with me? Do you not want me to marry Beau?” Without thinking twice about it, I confessed with tears in my eyes, “Because if you tell me not to marry him, if you tell me that you’re in love with me… then I won’t do it. I won’t marry him tomorrow. I just need to hear you say it. Please, Ethan… tell me what to do.”

He gripped my face. “Livvy, I’ve been in love with you since before I knew what that even meant. You have to know that.”

“It’s been so long… I don’t know anything anymore.”

“You’ll always be my girl. I love you more than anything in this world. I think about that summer all the time. I think about the first time we made love and every time after. I think about the way you feel, the way you taste, the way I feel when I’m with you.”

Tears slid down the sides of my face.

“I think about what would have happened if you were pregnant.”

I sucked in air, hanging on by a thread.

“I think about how much I would have loved you being the mother of my child. How much I would have loved being the father of yours. I think about the future we could have had, but mostly…” He leaned forward, getting close to my lips. “I think about how I lost you. I think about how I just let you slip through my fingers. I was so busy trying to make a name for myself so that your parents would finally accept me. So that your father would shake my hand with admiration and respect, possibly calling me son like I’ve seen him do all week with your fiancé.”


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