Dear My Beloved

Mr. Ro

e in s

t in through spe

is point, I didn't even need to

nologies building, I spotted a famili

for su

t my phone's relentless buzzi

hing, I dashed over to the SUV, threw open the door, and ju

...? Big

e in or out of the car. I grimaced and tried

dn't

ter from the other side. Why had I ever been so fool

htrope with no net. And now... he

d's hand shot out, and with a soft

ing on the floor of the SUV, my b

ld?" I barked, my us

le. "Just helping you

ingly handsome, I'd ha

, dusting off my hands as I maneuvered pa

lly press up against him, my upper body nearly draped across his lap. Even thro

mured. "But you chos

pen, stunned by

here are y

s. My heart skipped as I watched him open his mouth, clearly about to drop anot

e word," I whis

at mature composure when we were alo

wn to where my hand covered his mouth, and

ned, shocked

n i

cest glare, I finally felt him retract his leg so I could sit back in my seat.

o hands, after all. If he w

the streets outside looked busier, more down

e you s

was that calm, distant Jerold R

.

rold; let's just say my odds were simila

ace straight into the shopping area until

erstanding what Jerold mea

that refined, composed facade, there was defin

seled profile, I was reminde

By then, Ruby and I had

o her family's house. As we neared the

d seeing her Uncle Jerold. Apparently, he was strict and stern, th

t the moment we walked in and I looked up, a tall, striking figure stood at the

rity that felt worlds away from anything I was used to. Classy! I kept my

y greeted him, all

me with a cool, assessing lo

e linger momentarily, but by the

e was every bit as intimi

, creating ripples that quickly smoothed out. Little did I know then

d pursued me for an entire year, claiming he'd fallen for me at

e-perfect boyfriend would. Eventually, I grew used to his presence and

so I'd thought that kind of forever love was what I'd have too. But my

we started dating, I fou

ate kiss with a girl in a very "bold" outfit. She was the one w

gether three months, and you won't even hold my hand.