“That does help, but now I’m like a hundred percent sure Lucas knows what you’re up to.” “I’ve been working with him for two years now. I think it’s fine,” she said, though her voice lacked confidence. I sighed, feeling a strange protective instinct over this woman I barely knew. “You seem like a
Nicola Taylor I entered the kitchen, a spring in my step, feeling elated. Helping Isabelle had been unexpectedly fulfilling, and making a new friend felt even better. Humming a cheerful tune, I reached for the teapot, my mind still buzzing peacefully. The aroma of freshly brewed tea filled the air
He pulled back slightly, his eyes dark with passion as he looked at me. "You’re so beautiful," he said, his voice filled with admiration. "I can’t get enough of you." I blushed, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks. "Cole..." He silenced me with another kiss, his hands sliding under my shirt, making
Nicola Taylor We moved to the dining table, eager to know why Lucas wanted to talk to me. “So, I need to tell you something about Isabelle now that she is your friend. She is—” Lucas starts, sitting opposite me while Cole sits next to me. “I already told her,” Cole chimes in, starting to peel an
Cole Harrington Nicola and I stood at the doorstep of my parents' house, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows on the front yard. We had just arrived to drop off Arabella before heading to the conference Lucas had set up. It was supposed to be a quick farewell, but Bella seemed to be a little
Nicola Taylor The car ride was silent and awkward. I was angry, sad, and overwhelmed. Arabella's tears had been heart-wrenching, and Cole’s reaction had left me reeling. I had never seen Arabella cry the way she cried today. She was a strong little girl, but today, she had crumbled, and it broke my
Cole Harrington As Nicola and I checked into our hotel room, I couldn't help but feel horrible and anxious about how I handled such a delicate situation today. After all the drama, we finally had a moment to ourselves. I watched Nicola hum a little tune as she unpacked her things, her carefree atti
I placed my hands on her hips, pulling her closer to make her feel how hard I was, “You have no idea.” Nicola leaned down, her lips brushing against my ear. “Then show me.” I didn’t need any more encouragement. My hands groped her thighs, pushing her nightdress higher as I reveled in the feel of h