Mr Spencer(149)

I scowl in confusion. “What do you mean? You just fucked me like you don’t even know me.”

“That’s because I don’t fucking know you.”

My face falls. “Spence.”

“You’re too late,” he barks, and my heart drops. He’s so hurt.

“Baby.” I step under the water and wrap my arms around him. “I love you. I’m so sorry. I had to work this out by myself, and it took longer than I thought it would. I couldn’t get a flight, and then I spent all day calling you. Why didn’t you answer your damn phone?” I blurt out.

He stands rigid, his hands down by his sides.

My eyes search his and I cup his cheeks. “Can we talk and work this out together?”

“The time for talking was last week, Charlotte. You’ve put me though fucking Hell.”

“I know,” I whisper. “I’ve been to Hell and back myself.”

He gets out of the shower in a rush. “I don’t want to fucking see you.”

“Don’t say that,” I plead as I reach for him. “I missed you.”

He stares at me.

I stand on my tiptoes and softly kiss his lips. I take his arms and wrap them around me. “I love you, Spencer Jones. I’m going to spend the rest of my life making this up to you.”

“How could you do this to me?” he asks quietly, his voice breaking. “I didn’t know she was married. I swore that to you.”

“I know.” My eyes fill with tears. “You have no idea how hard this has been on me, Spence. I’m so devastated at how things turned out.”

“You think I fucking liked it?” he cries.

“I know that, too. I don’t know how to get over this, but I do know that I can’t live without you. I tried and I couldn’t.”

He stares at me.

“Let me stay, spend the week with you, and we will try and…” I pause as I articulate my feelings. “We’ll try and work through this together.”

“No.”

“No pressure to get back together. I just need time with you,” I plead, and I try to pull us back under the water.

He frowns, as if remembering something.

“What?” I ask.

“I think I threw your engagement ring over the cliff.”

“What?” I frown. “You had an engagement ring?” My heart freefalls from my chest as I imagine him waiting with it and my eyes fill with tears. “Oh my God, Spence, I’ve ruined everything.”

“Yes. You did. In spectacular fashion.”

I feel a tiny bit of his resistance begin to cave, and I lean up and kiss him softly. Our lips linger over each other’s and my tongue gently slips through his open mouth.

“I love you so much,” I breathe.

Our kiss deepens, and I feel the emotion run back through us like a lifeline.

“Spence.” The bathroom door opens, and Julian comes into view. His face falls when he sees me.

“What the fuck, Masters?” Spence yells.

“Oh, shit.” He turns his back immediately, although too late. He’s already seen everything. “Sorry.” He winces. “I thought you were alone.” He hunches his shoulders as if excited. “Hi, Charlotte.”

I smile as I look up at my beautiful man and cup his face. “Hi, Jules.”

“I was just coming to see if you… well, both of you now, wanted to come to the beach. But I can see you’re busy.”

Spencer’s eyes hold mine. “We’ll meet you there.”

I can’t stop kissing him, even though Julian is still in the room.

“Although Charlotte may be in a body bag by the time I’ve finished with her,” Spencer adds dryly.

Julian chuckles. “Okay, well, just make sure that her bodyguards don’t see you kill her. I’m not sure I could get you off that one, and you’re way too pretty to go to prison.”

I smile softly, and in that moment, I know it’s going to be okay.

We are going to make it through this together. His friends, my friends, and our families combined will make it work… whatever it takes.

“See you later,” Julian says as he walks out.

I frown, confused. “Where’s Julian staying?”

“He, Bree, and the kids are three doors up, and Seb is in town. They wouldn’t let me come alone in case you didn’t show up.”

“Why weren’t they with you yesterday?”

“I wanted to be alone. I was waiting for you.”

I stare up at the beautiful man in front of me. “Can you ask me to marry you now?”

“No.” He kisses my lips.

My face falls, and I think for a moment. “Fine. Then Spencer Jones… will you marry me?”

“Again, no.”

“Spencer,” I whine. “You’re supposed to say yes.”

“And you were supposed to stay by my side when things got rough.”

My heart drops. I hate that I let him down.

“I will now. I promise.” I pause and smile. “Do you know what this is, Spence? It’s a new beginning for us.”

He exhales heavily and hangs his head. “The last two weeks…” His voice trails off.