He kissed a specific spot near my ear, and I found myself whimpering, wanting and needing so much more of him. I felt his lips smiling against my skin as his fingers made their way into my panties and slid through my wet suit.I gasped when his fingers met my core. I let out a moan as I threw my hea
Carol’s POVToday, I made a ton of food. I made eggs, bacon, sausage, pancakes, French Toast, regular toast, and waffles. I also made homemade orange juice. Coffee was already brewing and filling the penthouse with its aroma. My mouth was practically watering at the sight of it all. I managed to get
“I like cooking, and I wanted to do something for you,” I told him. “Go sit and I’ll bring you the coffee.”He nodded and went to sit at the table. I moved around the kitchen and poured a couple of mugs of coffee. I brought the coffee mugs over to the table and casually set one down in front of him
Carol’s POV“So, I made a decision,” Fiona said, peeking over at me from across the table at the restaurant. I had successfully spent the last 24 hours in the penthouse with Aiden and we had sex like crazy the entire time. By the time we woke up this morning, neither of us wanted to part from one an
“I’m not very hungry,” she muttered.I froze.“Then, why are we here?”“Because you told me you were starving,” she said, raising her brows. “You insisted on that we got food, and I wasn’t going to deny you a couple of days after your wedding.”“You could have said something, Fi,” said, sighing. “Wh
Carol’s POV“Carol? Are you okay?” I heard Fiona’s soft voice outside of the bathroom stall. I curled up in the corner of the stall, burying my face in my lap, waiting for the next wave of nausea to subside. I felt so sick suddenly and I wasn’t even sure why. “Carol, talk to me.”Fiona sounded genui
She held me tightly and then I heard my father saying, “Okay, now it’s my turn.”I released my mother and smiled up at my father. He wrapped me in his arms and pulled me close to him.“I love you Care-bear,” he said, whispering my childhood nickname. I chuckled and peeked up at him through my tear-f
“Don’t be a stranger,” my mother said as she slid into the car.“I’ll call you,” Fiona promised, giving me a sad smile before she slipped into the backseat.My father got into the driver’s seat, giving me one last wave before their car drove off, leaving me standing there and watching after them.I