Heaven And Hell novel Chapter 69

It was perfect, but then the photographer made Natalie and I swtich poses.

He said it would make everything different and more steamy when the bride would be behind, while the "mistress" would be devoured by the groom one last time.

For a moment, I felt enraged and paranoid, thinking the photographer was team's with Natalie; but he really just wanted something new, since Michael and I had been the one's totally looking heated up in the shots and Natalie was the super sexy mistress behind, trying to get his attention.

When we switched, Michael's hand was on Natalie's waist, and I could tell he hesitated. He looked at me for confirmation. I gulped and nodded in tiny movement. His eyes widened for a second but tightened the corners of his mouth and posed with Natalie -- the camera clicked.

When the photographer told us to make a new pose, I nearly felt my heart break when Natalie pulled the back of Michael's black hair in her hand, slowly pulling his head toward her rouge-stained lips.

"Wonderful!" the photographer said. I could've hit him.

Ria and the others (except the crew who fixed me up) brightened, seeing the ad being a hit in magazines -- maybe even billboards they said. I acted like this was nothing.

But it mattered.

In a sudden temper, I growled and, I swear I didn't know what came over me, I placed my hands inside Michael's shirt and revealed his hard stomach, my leg wrapping around his waist, my teeth grazing his neck. I felt him shiver at my brazen touch.

The camera went on, then the shot was done. Natalie quickly pulled Michael's neck and kissed him. He gave a gasp of surprise and she tightened her hand more around his neck.

That was all it took for me to pull Michael's shoulder away from her and I pushed Natalie onto the pillows really hard.

No one seemed to notice, because they were all too busy fixing things up to even see how the two exes kissed like they were alone and hot for each other that they didn't care and they couldn't wait.

I tried to believe Michael didn't mean it, but I knew he kissed her back. Maybe he missed her so much, missed her kisses and her passion. Maybe they even went all the way already before he met me. It all went so fast that I pounded hard on Michael's chest as he turned around with a look of horror and I glared at Natalie, who was glaring back.

Natalie tried to get Michael's attention while I scowled and stomped away from the bedroom.

I knew he was coming after me because Natalie was calling out his name and told him to come back, but he didn't hear her, it seemed. He was too busy calling me and trying to catch me. I ran as fast as a girl could go with six-inch heels. Eventually, he caught up and grabbed my elbow, spinning me around.

"Keller," he panted, looking sincere, "it's not what you think. You have to believe me!"

I didn't cry. I didn't want to. But the tears came streaming.

That wasn't only because of the hurt I felt. I was angry. I felt betrayed.

In answer to his apology, I slapped him so hard, my own hand hurt and reddened. But I felt good. Kind of.

Michael didn't stagger back, but my hand was completely imprinted on his cheek. When he looked at me, his face showed shock.

I didn't want to see his expression anymore.

I turned around and walked away, my legs feeling stiff and wooden. I didn't know where Em or Viv was. I wanted them near me, but the house was too big.

As soon as I lost sight of Michael and everyone in the room, I ran toward the library, locking the door behind me.

I was engaged, for God's sake. Natalie was a sodding idiot. I'm in love with Keller!

That was the fucking truth of it all.

Natalie tried to grab my arm, but I shrugged her off. I began to run away from the room in a rush to find Keller.

"COME BACK TO ME!" Natalie screamed.

That was not going to happen.

"You're a bloody madwoman!" I said, as I got farther away from the room and from her.

I saw Keller running in that ridiculously high heels of hers that Ria's team made her wear.

Everyone saw what had happened, but they'd acted indifferently, going on about their task. I kept hearing Natalie echoing my name, and when I didn't answer, she screeched for me to come back. I ignored her, seeing Keller running as fast as she could.

Great. I made Keller despise me. I hurt her so much, I could see that now as she determinedly ran away from me.

The thing is, she had it all wrong! I had to tell her that.

Bugger that, she was fast!