Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Perfect Mess: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

The next morning I am awaken by my phone. Josh has phoned me sixteen times since last night. Now that I know the truth what do I do...I am going to answer  Becca ~”Morning Josh.”  Josh ~”Since when do you say morning?”

…Josh POV…I grip Becca by the hips and crushes her body into him; with one loud growl, I lift her feet from the floor and carry her back to the room. Once we are inside, I kick firmly shut behind me.Becca ~”Josh, I want you inside me.”Before she can finish, my lips crash into hers. She gasps as I push her against the wall, and inch by inch, I move my lips closer…until…we touch.Her soft lips are moving over mine; the heat is pulsing through my blood as she slips through the seams of my lips and drives me crazy with the graze of her tongue.She moans into my mouth; I overpower her body and lose myself in the moment.She is so fucking hot that she is melting. Her cheeks are burned, and the soles of her feet are tingling from the arousal that is shooting through her body. I gather her wrists in one hand and pin them above her head, preventing her from doing anything but stare into my blue eyes. She can

We sitting in Sammy's room still trying to makes sense of everything that has just happened. Everything is out about the baby and about Johno. Everyone is between a mixture of angry, relief and pain.  For what has been almost a year me and Sammy are single again. Sammy hates whom use to be hers and whom use to be mine hates me.  Becca ~”What now

This is the third morning I am waking up with a hangover. At this rate I might as well not stop drinking. I can’t remember coming home though. This is my bed, this is my clothes. Where is Sammy?  I head downstairs where I find Sammy and Eric.  Becca ~”Hey Sammy.”

Josh is taking me home, to his home. Right now I don’t feel like arguing so I let him. I don’t want to go through this again. Our relationship is so complicated, it makes my head spin.  I don’t know what he wants anymore and I doubt he knows what I do. We spend more time apart than together. It can’t be healthy, it is just not right.  We stop in front of his building.