I'm not sure why I did it. I don't know why I asked her if she wanted to see the studio. Now that she was here I felt like an idiot. This was the kind of thing I pulled when I wanted to impress a girl, but Katelyn was different... I didn't want her to be impressed. I wanted her to be interested.In most cases, I would invite a girl here with the sole intention of getting laid. I don't know if it was the music shit or the lighting, but something about the room seemed to seal the deal almost every single time."Pretty Cool," she said as her eyes scanned the room.I headed to the back of the room, sitting at my desk as I watched her wandering around the dimly lit room. She explored the various musical instruments that I probably should have packed away a little more neatly the last time I was in here.Her fingers skimmed the strings of an acoustic guitar I'd been messing around on the night before and she turned to look at me. "Do you play?" she asked, looking up at me with curiosity.My
She was perfect... It was like she was made for me. Like we were two pieces of a puzzle that just fit. I started to wonder whether I deserved her. She was sweet and caring and pretty while I was just an asshole who happened to get born into a powerful family.I pushed the intrusive thought to the back of my mind and kissed her harder as I tried to drown it out. My fingers raked over her body as they made their way down to her ass. I squeezed her pert little cheeks and pulled her in closer so that I could kiss her neck.The sound of her breathing began to speed up and she closed her eyes as she tilted her head back further while I worked my way down to her collarbone. It was clear that she loved it and that made me love it. I wanted more of her... I wanted all of her.My fingers traced her silhouette, finding their way up beneath her hoodie. My hoodie. She was wearing my clothes and it made me feel like I held some kind of ownership over her. Her waist felt small and dainty as I grippe
I scrambled inside, escaping the cool air and taking comfort in the smell of Aunt Mara's cooking. "You're home earlier than I expected," she announced as she poured herself a glass of wine in the kitchen. "And I didn't tell you I would be home for dinner..." I said glumly as my stomach rumbled. "Well, it's your lucky day. I'm making chicken pot pie and it's probably impossible to make it in a single serving," she explained with a smile as she took a sip from her glass. I was filled with gratitude as I kicked off my shoes, leaving them neatly at the front door. Aunt Mara went to settle in on the sofa and I headed over and took a seat beside her. "How was your day?" I asked as I slumped back in my seat, staring at some cooking gameshow that played on the TV. "It was fine," she sighed, sounding exhausted. "I had to deal with a Karen so that kinda sucked. But I think I managed to get her to see reason eventually," she explained, her tone one of relief. "Oh yeah? What did she do?" I a
My phone buzzed again and I saw that it was Tyler this time. I smiled like an idiot as I opened his message.Tyler: I've had such a crazy day and it still isn't over. They've started me on Physical Training classes at night too, so that's where I'm going now. I wish I could have seen you for longer today. I smiled a sad smile wishing the same thing. I couldn't wait for the weekend so that I could see more of him. Thinking about it, I figured that maybe it was kind of better this way. If I could see either of them any time, I'd probably feel guilty having to pick, but because their schedules were predetermined and very strict, Tyler's in particular, I was forced to see them based on their availability. I didn't get to pick favorites, I had to take what I could get. Despite the realization, it still sucked. "Sorry, I got distracted. What were you saying?" I asked Aunt Mara as she set the plates down on the table. I got up and grabbed a napkin for each of us from the holder on the c
Sleep found me, but so did dreams. Wild and crazy dreams that made me question my sanity. I was in the Valentine house, standing in the kitchen where I'd made pancakes with Ryder earlier. But the room was dark and I was alone, so I found my way out and wandered down the hallway, tracing my hands along the walls as I looked for either Ryder or Tyler. "Ryder? Tyler?" I called out, hoping one of them would answer me. But no one did. I made it to Ryder's bedroom door first and heard voices inside. It sounded like he had a girl in there and she was laughing and giggling. A surge of rage and jealousy coursed through me and I shoved the door open, wanting to see what the fuck he was playing at. The room was dimly lit, the bedside lamp the only source of light, but it was clear that a man and a woman were lying on the bed in a tangle of limbs. They were obviously too distracted to even hear me open the door because neither of them so much as glanced up to acknowledge my presence. He was
The world around me seemed to bend and stretch and I found myself sitting bolt upright in my dark bedroom. My breathing was shallow and ragged and my heart thudded with the remnants of desire. Reaching out for my lamp, I flicked the switch and my room was bathed in its warm, golden glow. I noticed that my hand was trembling a little as I swung my legs off the side of the bed and buried my face in my hands. My purple hair fell around me like a shroud as I tried to steady my breathing and regain my composure. With a final deep breath, I ran my fingers through my hair, raking it back, away from my face. Nothing seemed strange or out of place, nothing seemed weird or off. Everything around me looked absolutely normal, but I felt like something had changed and I couldn't place what. My message tone ripped me from my thoughts and caused my already-on-edge heart to skip a beat. Reaching out towards the blinking light on my bedside table, I noted 2 new messages. One from Tyler, receiv
After Aunt Mara's hasty departure, I sat back and sipped at my coffee, the caffeine slowly beginning to perk me up for the day.I decided not to mope around waiting for Ryder all day. My plan was to go to the library and do some reading. I usually spent a lot of time reading, but since meeting the Valentine boys, that had sort of taken a back seat. Now that I thought about it, I was actually grateful for the free time to indulge in one of my passions.With a shift in my mental attitude, I decided to embrace the day with a smile and make the most of it.I rummaged for my phone, trying to find it between my crumpled blanket and the couch cushions. After much frustration, which really set me off on the wrong foot after deciding to embrace the fucking day, I found it UNDER the couch.I messaged Tyler first.Me:Morning 🌞 I hope you slept like a baby after all that extra training last night.I'm going to the library this morning, but might go to your place later this afternoon. If you're
I was playing a puzzle game on my phone when I heard Ryder's car, then saw it approaching over a hill just down the street. When he stopped the car, I rushed over to the passenger side and pulled the door open."Need help getting in?" he asked, knowing that it was a climb for me, but I shook my head and pulled myself in eagerly, closing the door behind me.Before he could complain or scold me for not answering my messages, I leaned over and kissed him. "I'm sorry I didn't see your messages," I apologized, trying to beat him to the punch."It's okay," he assured me. "I was just worried. Seems a little stupid in hindsight... It's not like hours and hours had gone by," he chided himself, feeling a little embarrassed now for what he probably deemed was an overreaction."No, we had plans. I should have been more aware of the time," I apologized again. It felt reassuring, knowing that he cared enough about me to be worried."Anything specific you wanna do then?" he asked as he pulled off.I