I hang up before Hope has the chance to respond and I walk downstairs very slowly, as if in a daze. Then I get in my car and I give myself a couple of minutes to breathe in and out and make sure I’m okay before driving to my parents’ house, as carefully as I can. The first thing I see as I par
A few minutes later when I leave the room, I find Hope waiting for me right outside of the bathroom. “Where’s your mate? I didn’t know you could survive without his tongue all the way in your throat,” I murmur bitterly. Hope gives me a pitiful look, “What? I’m joking.” “Right,” she laughs drily,
"I'm scared of being without him, what am I going to do?" I continue, my voice breaking. "Oh, Sky," my sister sighs. I’m surprised she’s not telling me how stupid I am, but I guess she has changed since she found her fated mate. She has gotten softer, "I can't even blame you, it has been so long
As soon as Hope comes back with a somber expression—probably because she could smell the scent of another woman in my room—I put on my PJs and immediately lay down because my headache is starting to get unbearable. “Everything will feel a little better tomorrow,” Hope says once she gets in bed wi
Hope is sprawled next to me and my eyes feel puffy as hell, but thankfully my headache has subsided. It’s already six thirty AM so I put on some of the clothes Hope brought from my closet last night and I walk to the kitchen to make some breakfast for my daughter. Because life moves on and I guess
"Rocky," I let out and walk to put my hands on his chest and make him look down at me, "I don't want you to lose your mind over this. I need you to be my support during this time, can you do that?" "Probably not. But if Farrow is in the hospital fighting for his life, you won't even need my suppor
Well, that's true. "it was just a painting kind of day," I say and start the car again, "I'm so hungry... how about we go get burgers? Did you eat something already?” "No, I didn’t. I'm trying to lose weight," she whines, "Don't tempt me." "You don't have to lose any weight, Bobbie. It's not
"Yes, he's been cheating," I respond, making her clench her fists. I fucking hate how much she looks just like Farrow, especially now that she's ready to punch someone. "I will kill him," she states in a growl, "And I'll drag whoever that bitch is." "Bobbie, enough," I stop her, because that's o
"Holy fuck," Henry lets out, his voice going even deeper. I'm pulsating so much now, with his finger sliding over my pussy, then he retracts his fingers and lifts his hand in between us, "Holy fuck, Bobbie." So, the answer was yes. I'm wet. Very wet, according to his fingers. There's even some...
Into me. I move away to take his pants all the way off, then I sit on his thick thighs again and take off my dress. Now I'm in my underwear, sitting on my best friend. "What do you think?" I ask. He's just observing me in silence, his eyes focusing on my breasts, "I just said a lot about your bod
"Maybe awkward for a while, but we can just... promise we'll stop after this one time," he murmurs, "I promise I won't let a little bit of awkwardness ruin what we have." "Okay," I murmur, knowing I shouldn't just do this because a guy is asking. I wasn't planning on losing my virginity tonight, I
If I were drinking something right now, I would've sprayed it all over him in shock. But I just blink at him. "Think about it," he starts and sits up to look at me with that annoying fucking face and a hand up. Jeez, he's so annoying and always forcing me to think about shit I don't want to think a
And sometimes, I... I remember the way he kissed me that day. In my grandparents' basement. It was short but really good and after that, I've kissed two other boys. It didn't feel as good. "Ah! Holy fuck!" Henry exclaims when he opens his bedroom door and we see his friend Sam in Henry’s bed. The g
******* THREE YEARS AGO ******* { Bobbie, 16 years old } If my parents knew what I'm doing right now, they would make a huge deal out of it, just like the last time I did something like this. Sneaking out or lying about my whereabouts. My dad would go all crazy, yelling at me like a feral bea
I laugh, that sounds more like him. So different to me, even to this day. “Because who needs love, right?” I smirk at him. Henry shrugs. “What even is love and why do people think a spouse the only source of it?” He asks. Of course, always with his mental gymnastics, “You give me love. My parent
"I'm going to cook something, come help me," Henry says as he comes back, making me look up from my phone. I nod and get up to follow him to the kitchen, "I'm feeling pasta, you want some?” "Yes, something cheesy," I say, opening the fridge to start taking stuff out. Henry is the chef in this hous
"Alright, alright, sorry," Garrett lifts his hands in rendition, "I just was certain you guys were a thing because of something Harrison said... Anyway, I guess we can sleep together, bro, like when we were kids. Does Bobbie know that? We shared a room our whole lives and then we shared a bed for a