My Ex-Husband And My Sister

Chapter 5 Sophia's Pov

“Let’s keep it professional,” I finally said as I pulled away just a little but he was quick to close the space again.

His lips brushed against my ear again and it was enough to send a jolt straight through me. “Are you sure about that? Because every time you look at me, I see something else in your eyes. It’s not hatred, Sophia. It’s something far more dangerous.”

God, I hated how right he was. I still want him. After what happened that night a few weeks ago, I really wanted him.

But I wasn’t supposed to want him. I shouldn’t want him.

Not now, not when I was months pregnant with a child I hadn’t planned for.

Not when I knew the father couldn’t find out. Not when I barely understood what all of this meant for me, let alone how it would affect everything I was trying to rebuild.

I forced myself to look away at the files on the conference table. “This deal is too important, Alex. Let’s just get through it without the drama.”

I heard him chuckle a deep rich sound before he said, “Oh, you are the very drama I have been looking towards for days? Why would I want to put a stop to it?”

My pulse raced at that even as I rolled my eyes and said, “I’m here for business, Alex. Just business.”

He didn’t respond to that. He just stared at me in that infuriatingly calm way, like he was waiting for me to break.

And God help me, I felt like I might break any time soon.

I really needed to get out of there.

But before I could turn and make my exit, he moved suddenly and was in front of me blocking my way.

“Running away like before?” He demanded with a gruff voice.

I flinched as I remembered the last time I had run away from him.

I couldn’t look at him anymore. I couldn’t. So I spun on my heel, ready to walk out but as I stepped past him, he reached for my arm. His fingers curled around it, not tight but enough to make sure I didn’t move another inch.

“Sophia, stop.” His voice was soft now but the tone of command in it was unmistakable. It was clear he didn’t take no for an answer. “You know we’re not done here.”

I jerked my arm from his grasp even as I turned away from his bewitching eyes. “Yes, we are.”

“You can keep telling yourself that but you’re lying.” He leaned to me and to my utmost frustration, I shivered involuntarily. He smirked at that as he said, “You’re lying to me and yourself.”

“Leave me alone, Alex,” I whispered even though I was clawing at desperation at this point. I don't know how long he would do this to me before I start doing the very thing that I wanted to do—kiss him.

“You don’t want that,” he said in a voice so low I almost didn’t catch it. His gaze softened, just a little, as he reached out to brush a strand of hair from my face. “You’re afraid of something else.”

I froze at first as I wondered if he knew. Thoughts raced inside me until I came to the conclusion that there was no way he could know. I inhaled sharply to steady myself and then said in a neutral tone, “Leave me alone, Alex.”

At first, I thought he was not going to listen. Infact, I was already planning a way of running from the conference room without him catching me when he stepped back and his hand dropped to his side. “Fine.” He said. “But I’ll be here when you’re ready to stop running.”

I didn’t say another word. My heart pounding so hard that my chest hurt, I pushed past him and fled out of the room.

As the elevator doors closed behind me, I leaned against the wall and tried to catch my breath.

God, what the hell was this?

The last thing I needed right now was to get tangled up with Alex again. I had too much to lose, too many new things to build and most importantly a baby I was yet to fully barely wrap my head around

I really couldn't afford to get tangled up with him.

But still, I couldn’t deny the truth that was staring at me in bold and clear sentences.

Alex wasn’t going anywhere. And neither was my desire for him.

And that was going to doom me.

Especially when he was the father of my child.