Chapter 17

Dermot's pov

I laid in bed staring at the white ceiling, it was boring but I could see the whole new world I built up painted on that like it was a mural, I simply wanted to believe that everything is finally working out for my good but I didn't want to be delusional.

It seems that Carter is having some sort of silly affection for me, he has been sending me flowers and chocolate to make up for what he did. But as the first apology came in, I realized that I wasn't mad about that, I just wasn't prepared and I wanted our first time to be when I am not mourning my useless ex.

I was embarrassed because of the situation, he came to comfort me probably thinking that I was sad over something so serious, if he knew I was crying over another man while he kissed me, his reaction would be different. The flowers might be on my graveside instead of my office.

I have been avoiding him, I didn't know what to say to him even though we lived together