Souls Remember What Matters — Corey Gibson 23
Chapter 23 – Won Again
SERA
“Let’s talk about us. About how I want things to be okay between us again and maybe…” His darkened, “Better.”
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“Darius-”
“Don’t shut me out, Sera. Please.” His lips brushed against my jaw, making me shiver. “I know I’ve hurt you. But I want to fix this. I want to fix us.”
Mary’s words from earlier came rushing back to me.
Maybe she was right. Maybe I didn’t have to give up on us. Maybe we could work through this, find our way back to each other despite everything that had happened.
“I want that too,” I whispered, and his whole body seemed to relax with relief.
Then his mouth was on mine again, and this time I kissed him back with everything I had. My arms went around his neck, my fingers tangling in his dark hair, and I felt him groan against my lips.
He backed me toward his bedroom, his hands roaming over my body, reacquainting themselves with curves he probably didn’t remember touching that drunken night years ago. When my back hit the door, he pressed himself against me, and I could feel how much he wanted this. Wanted me.
“I’ve wanted this, wanted you,” he breathed against my neck, his lips trailing fire along my skin. “God, Sera, I want you so damn much!” He confessed into my skin.
His hands found the zipper of my dress, sliding it down slowly while his mouth worked at the sensitive spot where my neck met my shoulder. The fabric pooled at my feet, and I should have felt exposed, vulnerable, but instead I felt safe. Desired. Loved.
Because it was him.
I reached for his shirt, my fingers fumbling with the buttons until he helped me, pulling it over his head and letting it fall to the floor beside my dress. His chest was warm and solid under my hands, his heart beating as fast as mine.
He lifted me easily, carrying me to his bed and laying me down gently like I was something precious. His eyes roamed over me, dark with want, and I felt beautiful under his gaze in a way I hadn’t in so long.
“Are you sure?” he asked, his voice hoarse with restraint. “I don’t want to push-”
“I’m sure,” I whispered, pulling him down to me.
His kiss was slow this time, thorough, like he was savoring every second. His hands explored my skin with a reverence that made my breath catch, touching me like he was memorizing every inch.
When he moved lower, pressing kisses to my throat, my collarbone, the valley between my breasts, I arched beneath him, my fingers digging into his shoulders. It had been so long since we’d been together like this, so long since I’d felt wanted and cherished.
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His phone rang.
We both froze, the sound cutting through the moment like a knife.
“Ignore it,” he murmured against my skin, but I could feel the tension creeping back into his body.
The ringing stopped, then started again immediately.
“Darius,” I said softly, my heart already sinking.
He reached for the phone on the nightstand, his face grim. “It’s Cathy.”
Something cold settled in my stomach. “Don’t answer it.”
But he was already swiping to accept the call.
“Cathy, this better be-” His face went white as he listened. “What? When? How bad?”
I sat up, pulling the sheet around myself, watching his expression change from annoyance to panic.
“I’ll be right there,” he said, already getting up and reaching for his clothes.
“Darius.” My voice came out small, broken. “What’s wrong?”
“Vivienne collapsed at Cathy’s house. They’re taking her to the hospital.” He was pulling on his pants, grabbing his shirt from the floor. “I have to go.”
“No.” The word tore out of my throat. “Please don’t leave. Not now.”
He paused, looking at me sitting there in our bed, disheveled and desperate. For a moment, I thought he might stay. I thought he might choose me for once.
“I’m sorry, Sera. I have to. She’s-”
“She’s what?” I stood up, the sheet wrapped around me, tears already starting to fall. “She’s more important than your wife? More important than what we were just—”
“She’s dying,” he said quietly, and the words left me breaking into a million pieces.
His words burned every inch of me with unimaginable pain, pain I knew he would never understand.
Pain I knew he didn’t care about.
I watched him finish getting dressed, my heart breaking all over again. When he got to the door, he turned back
to me.
“I’ll be back as soon as I can. We can talk then, finish-”
“Don’t.” My voice was flat, empty. “Just go.”
He hesitated for another second, then left.
I lay there in his bedroom, naked, surrounded by our discarded clothes, feeling more humiliated and alone than
I ever had in my life. Once again, Vivienne had won. Once again, I was second choice.
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