Alethea is from Rhode Island but she has been living in Florida on her own working as a fashion designer. Her older brother is getting married in three months, so she takes a three month vacation to go back to Rhode Island for the wedding. Alethea thought she got over her childhood crush until she sees him in person again. He is even hotter than the last time she seen him when she was twelve. Alethea tries to get him to see her as a woman, but when he shows her that he only sees her as the twelve year old she used to be, she takes a chance and moves on to someone else. The question is, does Mason really see her as a twelve year old and If he doesnt, will he ever let her move on. This book has sex scenes. Its going to be drama lots of drama, has romance, and yes heart break as well.
View MoreI was sitting at my desk in my medium-sized office, looking and feeling like a boss. I was in my very first office ever. I looked calm and collected but inside I was smiling from ear to ear. I am so glad I had the balls to up and quit my old job and apply for this one. It was the best decision I have ever made. Last we left off I got hired at Star Magazine, went to the clinic, and went home. This morning I got up super early to get ready to go to my old job, to collect my things. When I arrived, everyone was staring at me and my old boss kept giving me the evil eye. I ignored her though and didn’t even spare her a single eye glance. I just grabbed a box and walked to my secretary's desk and started packing the box full of office supplies that I bought. The new secretary stopped typing on the keyboard to give me an annoying glare.“This is all the stuff that I bought, so you can look at me with that annoying glare all you want. You should have brought your own pens, note pads, and sti
I made it to the airport just in time to board my flight. A part of me hoped Mason would be here trying to fight for the love I thought we had. But was deeply disappointed when I walked through the airport, through TSA, and to the gate, my plane was and didn’t see him anywhere. Tears threatened to fall from my eyes but I pushed them back and vowed to never cry over Mason again. Once I arrived back in Florida it’ll be a new chapter in my life with no Mason. With that thought, I gave my ticket to the lady to scan and I walked onto my plane. My seat was 8F which was towards the back and thankfully the window seat. Ever since I flew on a plane for the first time at eighteen years old I’ve always loved flying and always bought the window seat. I hate the middle seat and the aisle seat. I made my way to my seat, lugged my luggage into the top cabin, and took my seat at the window. The window blinds were closed shut and I didn’t mind that for now. I didn’t want to look at Rhode Island any
It's been three weeks since I woke up to an empty bed after that night Mason snuck into my room. Three weeks since he told me he loved me after making love to me. Three weeks since I last been in his arms. Three weeks of crying non stop, three weeks of being angry at him and cussing at the air at the tops of my lungs. On this day, I finally became numb & on this day, is my older brothers wedding. We are still not on speaking terms. He has tried everyday to talk to me, texting and calling me but I don't respond or answer his calls. As for Mike, we haven't spoken much since our date but thankfully he agreed to accompany me to my brothers wedding. There's no way I could face Mason and what ever date he brought with him tonight. I sat in front of my mirror looking myself over one last time. I wore a baby blue knee length altar dress with clear glass heels with diamonds running on the side of them. My hair was pinned up in a neat bun. I looked like a princess, but I didn't feel like one.
Tonight was the night to get laid. I was in the bathroom shaving my legs and pampering myself, getting ready for my first date with Mike. We have been calling each other and texting every day, some times ill go watch his shows some nights. This is the first time he is taking me out though, so I'm a little nervous.Once I was done shaving, brushing my teeth, doing my hair. I sprayed my neck, chest, and wrists with bombshell perfume from Victoria Secret. I then grabbed my black halter dress that comes up to my knees. I smiled at myself when I looked at my reflection in my full body mirror. I wore black eyeliner, mascara, with light pink almost nude eye shadow. I looked beautiful. I was putting my silver heels on when I received a text message. Thinking it was from mike, I opened the message. My face instantly falling to see that it wasn't from Mike. Ash: I miss youI read it and then closed out of the message with no response. Yes I was still mad at my brother for what he did. He can
An hour later CeeCee, Alexa and I were sitting inside of a male strip club with the rest of the bachorlette party. We had front row seats to the stage. Ash's woman hasn't said much to me since I arrived, she's been having too much fun with her friends mooning over the strippers. I sipped my wine as I sat watching the whole show. Ash's lady was caucasian with long black hair, fairly tall well average for a female, I'll say about five foot five. I barely know her, but I'm already getting a bad vibe from her. "WOOOOOOO YES BABY!" Ariel, my brothers woman was yelling towards a male stripper who was giving her a lap dance. I can never understand those who need to do this before they get married, this is so not my scene. I'm itching to just get this night over with already. "Man this blows, I want to leave already." Alexa said, CeeCee and I both agreed as we three sipped our wine some more."Isn't this your kind of scene though?" I asked CeeCee, she is of course the wild one in our group.
I been staying at Ceecee's place ever since Mason and I broke up. I haven't seen my brother since then either, it's only been five days but it feels like an eternity passed and each day gets worse. I can't stop thinking about Mason and I can't stop being mad at my Ash. Lexa and Ceecee both have been taking turns trying to distract me from thinking at all. But what can you do when both of them have to go work? Like right now, I'm sitting cross legged on the sofa eating ice cream watching the movie Friends With Benefits. Basically this girl has to pick up this man from the airport for a job he just got in New York. After he officially gets the job she takes him all over New York to show him how amazing it is there so he can decide to stay. He does, and they become friends, they hang out at each other's house and watch movies. When one day they decide they can have sex with one another without catching feelings and still be friends.Until she falls in love with him and he too falls in l
"Mason let me in, I know your in there I can see my sister." My brother yells and bangs on the door more. Mason slowly stood up, walked over to the open and slowly opened it. My brother barges into the house looking pissed. If this was a cartoon his face would have turned a bright red and smoke would have came out of his ears. Ash looked between me and Mason three times before he focused on what I was wearing. I closed my eyes and balled up my fists, nothing could prepare me for this. It wasn't supposed to happen this way, not now, not today. "You two sleeping together behind my back?" My brother calmly asks, looking between the both of us. I was about to speak and tell my brother everything, but Mason beat me to it."It's not like that.""Then explain to me what it's like then, because my sister is completely naked under your t-shirt.""I-she-" I quickly sent a quick text to Alexa saying, "911 emergency come get me from Mason's." "Spit it out already.""I was drunk and Mason came
I turned around to find Mason walking up to me. "We will give you two a minute alone." Lexa said while pulling Cece into the house with her. I looked at Mason in confusion. "Why are you here?" I asked as soon as he was standing in front of me. "I'm keeping my word." Was all he said before lifting me over his shoulder and walking back to his car. "Mason what the hell are you doing?!" I yelled while punching and pinching him everywhere. Nothing I did worked though. It was like he was made of steal, nothing could hurt him. He opened the passenger door and put me into his car. Before I could try to get out he put my seat belt on for me and shut my door. I looked at him with my mouth open as he climbed into the driver side of the car. "What is wrong with you?" I asked not believing what just happened. He stayed silent though as he drove off. "Your not even going to let me tell my girls I'm leaving or better yet being kidnapped?" I said never looking away from him. "You have a phone don't
An hour later after having ten more shots we ended up at one of the strip clubs in Providence. I was too far gone in my drunken state to care about being too shy. So when it was my turn to dance on the pole I drunkenly stumbled onto the stage and towards the pole. A few guys laughed because I was drunk, but I didn't care. Without looking at anyone in the crowd, I grabbed hold of the pole as the song "dip it low" by Christina Milian started playing and I did a simple move first. I swung on the pole till my back was against it with my ass facing the crowd. Right when Christina sang "dip it low, dip it low slow", I slowly bent over with my ass on the pole and my hands on the ground. Then I slowly came back up with my left hand going above my head to grip the pole and my right hand going slightly behind my back also holding onto the pole. I slowly turned around to face the crowd and sensually but slowly did a split. Right when the part "pop pop pop that thing" I did split twerk. All ar
Alethea, where are my prints!" I sighed as I hovered over the printer and copy machine. I haven't been here for more than a minute and she is already yelling for her damn prints. She is the most obnoxious person I have ever met, but nobody would ever dare tell her that. Everybody around here kissed her ass, because it was better than to piss her off. I'm sad to say that I am one of the few who kisses her ass. Oh, I'm sorry, how very rude of me. My name is Alethea. I have long black hair with light brown highlights that goes down to the middle of my back. I have green and brown hazel eyes, I am mixed with black and white; so my skin complexion is tan. Most people often mistake me to be Puerto Rican. I am also four foot eleven. I currently work in designing clothes, but my real passion in life is writing books. Although I never succeeded in creating a book. Every time I tried to start one, my mind just goes blink, so for right now I have given up. I chose to design clothes instead. I ...
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