(Skylar’s POV)
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I laid next to the woman of my dreams with my arm draped lazily over her waist. Our bodies still warm from the passion we had shared. One of the many I passions I had planned for her that night. The quiet and intimate moment we had was peaceful, but I knew the peace will fade as I had to tell her the truth.
Layla rested her head on my chest, her fingers lightly trace circles on my skin, “Tell me, Sky. Why did you push me away?”
I sighed and kissed the top of her head as I pulled her in an embrace. The memories I had was long buried, and my emotions swirled thinking about my past. It seemed impossible for me to hide it anymore if I ever wanted Layla to accept me in her life.
“Liam warned me about wanting to be close to you. He said your father was watching
