And it breaks something inside of me. I don’t know what it is, probably that weak mindset that convinced me of staying away from my girl just because I was a little angry. Because Sky was ran over by a fucking car two days ago... and no one told me. She could’ve died and I wasn’t here to know
Everyone starts talking over each other about the twins, so much their words just start to blur in my head. I rest my head on my dad's belly. The only reaction I’d want right now is Farrow. I’m so curious to see how he’ll react. I just have to leave this place first and get my shit together. "Yo
Asking for Sky’s details at the front desk drains every last bit of my composure so by the time I finally arrive and see part of the family in the lounge area by a hallway leading to the rooms, I’m hanging by a single thread. "Hey, you traitors!" Bobbie growls out before I can, making them turn to
"Seriously, Noah?" I ask, clenching my hands to contain myself, "I deserve to see her, she’s my..." "She said no," he interrupts me, "Bobbie, do you want to join your dad outside or will you stop yelling now?" "Go to hell, Grandpa, I'm going with my dad," she says, coming to my side defyingly, "
{ Sky } When Farrow starts losing it in front of me and his face goes red with emotion, I feel immediately sobered up. Suddenly I don't feel high anymore, I'm just... relieved. Also concerned about Cam, but mostly relived. Because here he is, doing all of this for me. Making that rokus outside,
“How is that?” I ask in a whisper. This is a new side of him I’ve never seen before. Whiny Farrow? Unheard of. But I don’t hate it. “Unmotivated, full of hate, depressed and lazy,” he mumbles, “Not a man. I just don’t care about anything anymore.” "You’re just having feelings," I whisper, my han
"Hey, no. You will not challenge my brother," I butt in, grabbing his shoulders trying to pull him back down, "Farrow..." "Anyone who steps inside this room is stating a challenge towards me," he says anyway when my father steps closer too. Everyone is just concerned and still confused as to how d
The sudden presence of his wolf again makes me all giddy and nervous, like a little girl with a crush, so I just swallow and look up at him for a second, not fighting him. Who am I to say no to my mate? "This time it will stick forever, even after the pregnancy,” he continues, “Active bond or not,
I go for the prize and press my thumb right where I think I should, the little bud on top. Bobbie's hips shoot up when I do that and she gasps, so I think I'm on the right track. I do it again. "Good?" I ask, licking my lips. I can’t believe I’m doing this and it’s kind of working. I knew I’d like
Henry makes a whimper and then I feel him completely flushed to my body. He's all in. "Oh god," he whimpers, "You okay?" I truly don't know. I just shrug, but I think he's really lost in how good this feels for him because he moves, pulling out just to slide in again. Then he does it again. H
"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