Cole Harrington Sitting in my office, I watched the amber liquid swirl in my glass, the ice clinking softly as I contemplated the conversation ahead. Thanks to Nicola, I sometimes got to hang out a little later after work, and tonight, I decided to have a drink with my brother Lucas and Harvey. Aft
Nicola Taylor As I finished typing up my report on my students that was due tomorrow, I heard a sudden thud from outside. My heart jumped, and I quickly left my desk, rushing out into the hallway without even thinking to grab my shrug. The cool air hit my skin, but I was too focused on the sound to
“Cole, I don’t know where this is coming from-“ I tried to reason with him, to convince him to go back to his room, but before I could say anything, he cupped my face in his hands, his touch surprisingly gentle. “Nicola,” he whispered, his breath warm against my skin. “I mean it. You’re mine.” His
Nicola Taylor The school was eerily quiet on Saturday, a stark contrast to the usual weekday chaos. Only the faint hum of the air conditioning and the occasional creak of the building broke the silence. I found it comforting, a rare chance to focus on my reports without the constant interruptions o
I glared at Cole, feeling a mix of frustration and resignation. “Alright,” I grumbled, gathering my things and stuffing them into my bag. I walked out of the classroom, Cole following closely behind, the tension between us palpable. As we exited the school, I couldn’t help but think about how compl
Nicola Taylor The argument wasn’t over. I could hear Cole’s heavy footsteps pounding up the stairs, each one echoing my own frustration and anger. As soon as he reached the door, he began banging on it, the force of his knocks shaking the frame. “Nicola, open the door! We need to talk!” His voice
Nicola Taylor I woke up in Cole’s arms, his warmth and the steady rhythm of his breathing made my heart skip a beat. Carefully, I tried to slip out of his embrace, but his arms were heavy, and he held onto me even in his sleep. After a bit of a struggle, I managed to free myself without waking him
Nicola Taylor The next few days had been strange. Cole was very sweet, romantic, and nice, but somehow there was no sexual component to it. I didn't know how a person could go from having sex straight for ten hours to nothing. He brought me flowers, cooked dinner, and even kissed my forehead multip