Samantha
Russell and I couldn't help but stare at each other. The attraction between us is inevitable. There's just something in his eyes that makes me want to get lost in them.
He had completely forgotten about his food, giving me a small side smirk, unable to look awayand making me blush. I tilt my head down to hide the red blotchiness of my cheeks making him chuckle under his breath.
"Thsnks for letting us sit here. Russ here got out of class a bit late today, and by the time we got here, most of the tables were already taken. My name is Brandon by the way." He smiles, extending his hand out to Kim who gladly takes his hand and shakes it with a big smile on her face.
"Nice to meet you Brandon, I'm Kim and this is Samantha, my best friend." She points at me. I can't help but look at Russell as he smiles my way.
He chuckles lightly while Kim nudges me on my shoulder. "Sam?" Kim calls out to me, bringing me out of my enchanted trance. "Um, sorry I'm Samantha, nice to meet you again, Russell, right? A-and you said Brandon, right?" I look momentarily at his friend, but can't help starting at Russell who continues to smile and looks at Kim, shaking her hand.
"Nice to meet you Kim. I apologize if we intruded." God, his husky voice is so darn sexy.
"No, of course not! You're more then welcome to sit here...So!" She cleans her hands as she grabs a fry off my plate, eating the whole thing in one bite. "What year and major are you two working on? I am a psychology major working on my third year and Sam here is a business major on her third year as well." She smiles looking between Russell and Brandon while pointing towards me.
"Psychology? Well, that is one heck of a job! I'm studying law, working on my third year as well, well, honestly I should be working on my fourth but I took a year off in between high school. Russell here is working on a double major." Kim's eyes go wide as she gawks her mouth open making me smiles as I admire his dedication.
"Really? And what two majors are you working on, if you don't mind me asking?" She questions Russell as he slowly glances at Kim.
He swindles on his seat, clearing his throat. "Um, I'm a business and architecture student. But, I also like to study philosophy." He smiles staring at me, making me feel surprised by his answer. Kim raises both eyebrows, mouth gawked open, forming slowly into a smile. "Philosophy. Really?"
He chuckles, and tilts his head down. "Um, yes! Philosophy. I like studying the mind as well, and everything in general for that matter."
Kimberly glances at her watch realizing it's almost close to five in the afternoon. She gasps and grips my shoulder. "Oh no! Shit, Sam, it's fifteen minutes until five, the book store is about to close! We have to go." She pushes her chair out and stands. Grabbing her tray and tossing it in the trash bin.
I grunt internally, how I wish I could sit here longer, starting at those baby blues. I slowly stand, and grab my tray. I move my right foot to the side and begin to turn, but Russell quickly stands and grabs my tray, stopping me on my track.
"Wait, I'll get that for you. You know, the book store is a bit far from here, it will take you a good ten minutes, even if you run there. How about we give you a ride?" He looks at both of us, and Brandon smiles as he grabs his keys out of his pocket.
"Yeah, we can take you guys out there. Besides, Russell knows the girl that works there, he can talk to her to let you in, incase we don't get there in time." Brandon suggests.
Kim and I exchange looks between each other and the boys. We both shrug our shoulders and smile "ok! We'd appreciate that. Thank you." I respond, making Russell smile.
He grips his tray and mine, throwing away the extra food inside the bin. He returns and grabs his backpack, placing it on his back.
Brandon taps him on his shoulder and both lead the way as we girls follow right behind.
They make their way out first, Brandon stops by the yamaha bike and opens the door to the white charger next to it. I stop and gawk my mouth wide open as I see Russell gripping the helmet off the bike and mounting it.
"Wait, you are biker boy?" Kim smiles and nods her head, he lifts the face shield and smiles."Um, biker boy?" He chuckles, nodding his head.
"You passed us earlier on our way over here today. Didn't you?" Kim nods her head squinting her eyes, crossing her hands over her chest.
"I suppose we were ment to cross paths today. First the road, then my favorite of course, the incident earlier when we crashed onto each other." He smiles at me, making me blush as I recall falling on top of him earlier today when we crashed against each other.
'I didn't mean for that, honestly. It was just an incident." I state the evident shyly, hanging my head down low. He chuckles as he gets his foot onto the pedal and places the key inside the ignition.
"I know, I was just messing with you. But we really should get going. The store closes in ten more minutes." Both Kim and I quickly get in the car, same time as Brandon gets inside gesturing Russell to head on first. He speeds off, and by the time we arrive, Russell is already inside talking to the girl in charge of the book store.
Brandon opens the door for us, and both of us head in before him. Russell signals for us to get close with a smile.
"Mia this is Sam and Kim. Thank you again for waiting for us." He smiles making me blush again.
"No problem! Just next time, please make sure you come in earlier. I don't want to be late to my astronomy class." She turns and grabs a stack of books off the back and places them before the girls.
"Now, let me see your papers so I make sure I get you guys the right books." She holds up her hand and waits for the us to hand over our schedules. She glances over them and looks and scavenger quickly between aisles, but I'm left still missing two books.
"Oh, I'm sorry I don't have these books. But, I can order them for you. Unfortunately, I can't really tell you how long it will be until I get them in. But, leave me your number and I will call you as soon as they arrive." I puff it cheeks, making a loose strand of hair fly over my face. "Ok, thank you. I really appreciate that."
"Which books is she missing?" Russell questions. "Anthropology 5 and Advanced Quantum Physics." She informs Russell. "Wait, is it for Dr. Helms?" He asks looking over my schedule.
"Yes." I nod, whispering.
"Oh, then don't worry about that book I took that class last year. I'm sure he will be using the same edition. He normally goes through the same book edition for three years straight." we all glance at him in silence making him smile.
"How do you always get so informed about the professors, Russell? I didn't even know that." Hailey squints her eyes and turns to the back grabbing an envelope full of blank quizz forms.
"I like being informed. Not, taken by surprise." He says as he grabs the forms from Mia's hand and places them on top of my books.
"Oh I didn't pay for those forms." I point to the forms and Mia rolls her eyes, smiling. "I know that silly, it's fine. They're on the house. Compliments of me! Since you're being so nice, and because I'm missing two of your books."
"Oh, well thank you! That's so kind of you." I respond making her wink. Russell grabs my books and begins to walk away. "Thanks Mia, see you tomorrow for Physics." He says as he walks away.
"Wait, I can take the books. You don't have to carry them, you already helped me so much." I say as hurry to walk behind him and slowly place my hand on his arm.
"Oh honey, no. Russell is not going to let you carry those books... believe me." Brandon tells me as he turns and grabs Kim's books as well.
The three of us girls exchange smiles and say goodbye. As we make their way out, Russell finishes closing the trunk to the car and mounts his bike. "So! Lead the way ladies. We'll take you to your dorm, if that's ok?" Brandon smiles between us. Kim giggles and walks towards the car.
I stands there with my arms crossed, pensive and lost in my own thoughts, drooling over the obvious."Would you like to ride with me, Sam?" Russell smiles holding up the extra helmet on his motorcycle. My eyes go wide and I stands tall, but inside, I'm a bit skeptic and scared. "I um," I glance towards the car and realizes both Brandon and Kim are already inside the car.
"I'll go slow if you want." He smiles tilting his head to the side. I slowly make my way towards him and grabs the helmet. There's something about that smile that makes me wonder things ideally shouldn't.
"Ok." I breath deep, slowly mounting the bike behind him and placing the helmet over my head. "Alright, hold on tight." He says as he turns the bike on and places his feet up.
I think for a second of where it would be appropriate for me to hold on to, not wanting to make things more awkward between the two of us. He looks back a bit realizing my hesitation. He leans back, holding his arms back looking for my hands. Once he feels my hands, he pulls them slowly towards him and places my hands around his waist.
"Make sure you hold on tight. I don't want you to fall. Ok?" He gestures in a low husky voice. I can feel the vertigo on the pit of my stomach, as I realize he is quite fit. I can feel the muscles of his perfectly shaped six pack behind the thin t-shirt he wears.
Russell follows Brandon, narrowing his eyebrows as he realizes they have stopped in front of his building. He comes to a halt and places his foot down gently. He turns off the bike and takes off his helmet.
"You're....staying in this building?" He waits for me to dismount and then gets off the bike himself. I slowly take off my helmet, giving it back to him. I smile and nod as I make my way towards the car where Kim and Brandon are taking out the books already.
Russell sighs, and brings an arm up, gripping the back of his nape. He grabs my books off my hand and walks next to me. "Lead the way. I told you, I got this." He smiles and allows me to walk first.
I walked behind Kim and Brandon stopping at Kim's dorm. "This is it. This is my dorm. Thanks for helping us out guys. We both really appreciate it, right Sam?" Kim asks me as I look between both guys, smiling as I started dumbfounded at Russell. He smiles, looking down and biting his bottom lip.
I shake my head, feeling my cheeks got and clearing my throat,"I um, yes. Thank you."
"So, you both share the same dorm? That's awesome. I wish Russell and I had shared the same dorm but unfortunately I came in later then usual from my vacation and got stuck next door in the neighboring building. Anyway, it was nice meeting you girls. I hope we can see you again." Brandon smiles at Kim and hands her the books.
"Well, no. But she's staying to help me settle in. She dorms just a level on top of mine." Kim smiles and walks inside, placing her books in the kitchen counter and returns back quickly.
"Like she said, we don't share the same dorm, but, you can leave my books here if you'd like. I'm going to help her for a while and go over a few things with her before I head back to my dorm." I hold my hands out for the books, Russell smiles and walks past me placing the books on the kitchen counter. I smile as he returns and he looks back at me returning the smile even brighter than before.
"Well it was nice seeing you again. I'm going to head out. I need to study a few things before my classes tomorrow. I hope we can see each other again, Sam." He leans over, slightly gripping my hand and kissing my knuckles. The gesture leaves me with goosebumps as I feel the pit of my stomach fill with deep vertigo, unleashed butterflies left as he turns to gesture Brandon to leave as well. "I hope so too." I say softly, making him smile. He tilts his head down and walks away next to Brandon.
"Wow, those two boys are hot!" Kim says fanning her face and walking towards the couch. I chuckle, crossing my arms over my chest as I slowly lean against the wall and tilt my head back. "Who's hot?" Kim's roommate asks as she makes her way out of her room. "We just met these two really cute guys who helped us carry our books in here." She tells her making her smile, sitting next to Kim.
"Oh! Well get used to it. A lot of the guys here are willing to help, but make sure they don't try and take advantage of that hospitality. They sometimes want something in return if you know what I mean?" She giggles as she crosses her legs.
We start putting Kim's stuff away and decorate most if her room. A couple of hours later, we sit on the couch and relax with a nice cold soda. "You staying for dinner, right Sam?" her roommate asks as she gets up and walks towards the fridge. "Um, actually I'm a bit tired... I'm gonna head out to my dorm. I'll see you later, ok?" I grab my books and make my way to the door.
"Ok honey, see you tonight?" Kim gives me a smile. I look back pondering before I answer. "Um sure!?" I say, questioning my response.
"Oh come on Sam? You promised we'd go out! You are not backing out on me...are you?" Kim purses her eyebrows. I sigh and agree. I'm too tired to argue with her over this. "Ok! I'll just take a small nap and we'll meet up later. Kim claps her hands and giggles. "Ok, I'll meet you at your dorm by nine tonight. Got it?"
I sigh and open the door "ok... I'll be ready." I say as I close the door behind me. I glance at my watch and see it's already fifteen minutes before eight. Which means I'll only have a chance to sleep for twenty minutes or less.
Many students still walk about the hallway trying to get situated in their dorms. I slowly make my way trying to avoid bumping in to any of them, managing to make it up to my dorm after swiftly trailing past everyone. I hold books against the wall, fiddling with the keys to open the door. I gasp and squeal in surprise when the door opens abruptly making me drop my books on the floor. Russell stands amused and surprised at the door seeing his new roommate, yes, me, his new roommate.
"You?" I ask, my eyes wide and mouth gawked open in surprise. "Um, yes. Me!" He smiles, leaning down to pick up my books. "Did you come visit someone here or-" I question him as I lean down and grab the other books. He chuckles and stands to his feet walking inside. "Uh, no. This is my dorm." He informs after lacing the books on the coffee table in the small perfectly arranged livingroom. I stand at the door astonished by what he just said to me. "Are you coming in or are you going to stand at the door?" He asks making me glance around and slowly enter the dorm.
The dorm room slowly closes and both of us can't help but continue to stare at each other. He chuckles, lowering his head and biting his lips. "I.... huh? Sorry, I guess I'm just surprised to see you here, that's all." I smile lightly and make my way towards the kitchen island.
"You and me both!" He says as he walks near me, standing inches apart making my cheeks blush. I hoped so hard he can't tell I am seriously feeling attraction towards him. I mean, this is far too soon, right? Besides, he's probably already taken to be this good-looking.
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Samantha"So, you?" I blush, trying to ease the tension in the air. Though I see Russell as an attractive young man, I can't help feel awkward in front of him standing in the middle of the room, rocking back and forth slowly with my hands in front of me.He turns after placing my books on the coffee table and turns to face me. "Umm, yes! Me." He says as he pushes his glasses back on his face and rubs his hands together softly. We smile awkwardly in silence, yet we both seem to be unable to undo our stare from each other.The room has gotten cold, making shiver as I feel the cold breeze coming from the opened window hit my body. Russell chuckles and comes close rubbing my arms with his hands. "Sorry, the heater isn't working. I gotta take a look at it. Let me close the window for you. Why don't you take a seat while I make a cup of coffee. You do like cooffee right?" He walks towards the kitchen and gr
RussellSamantha seemed pretty cool. I can't deny that she's beautiful, and I'm very attracted to her. But, I promised myself that I was going to focus on school and my fights...nothing more. I can't afford to lose track of time or mess around this year. I have just one more year before I can fill out an application for an internship at Knights Enterprise.It's been my dream to work there since I was a kid. Not just because it has the same name as my last name, but because they are one of the top businesses in the whole world. It's a multi-billion enterprise, and I am fascinated by this place. No one can compete with them. It's said they only accept a total of ten interns out of thousands that apply. I know that w it's a hell of a long shot, but I've worked hard... really hard to memorize everything that I will need to get that internship.
Samantha"Kim, no offense, but I have no desires whatsoever to go out tonight. I have tons of work to do, and I need to take advantage of the quietness of my dorm. Russell is usually out until late Friday nights, so I have the whole place to myself. I need to study." I grunted in protest. She knows how important school is to me. She has been hassling me all week to go out with her and some friends she made to watch a movie tonight."Come on, Sam. You've been studying all week long. You still have about three weeks before your test, you said it yourself. Come on, give yourself a little break. It's just one night honey." she continued to persuade me. Though, I was not going to budge. I need to study, and that is that. "Samantha, I am not going to give up until you say yes. Do you realize that you haven't gone out at all, since the party Russell invited you to? That was almost two months ago. Com
SamanthaRussell held my hand the whole way out of that theater until we got to his bike. I still had tears on my face, and the night was pretty cold, which made me glad he had given me his hoodie. He swung his foot over the other side of the bike, took a handkerchief out of his back pocket, and handed it to me. "Thanks, Russ," I said, sniffling as I hung my head low."Hey...cheer up, will you?" he says lifting my chin with the back of his index. I glanced at him and gave him a small smirk. He sighs, taking the handkerchief away, pulling me towards him by my waist, making me gasp. "He's an asshole, Samantha. You shouldn't feel sorry for yourself over him. He doesn't deserve your tears." he says as he wipes my tears delicately away. I couldn't help but stare at him. "I know... I know, I just..." I sighed and tucked a loose strand of my hair to the back of my ear.
RussellI walked towards my room, shut the door behind me, and leaned against the door, closing my eyes. I can still feel my nerves wrecking inside of me, and my heart pounding fastly in my chest.What the hell was I thinking? I just know I'm going to regret this. The more time I spend with Sam, the more I think about her. This is why I have to make sure I get her back with her ex. If she's taken, I won't have the temptation to be with her. I can't be with someone right now. I just can't.I take a deep sigh and begin to pace around in my room, running my fingers through my hair.I know she's beautiful, I admit it. She's...just gorgeous. She's naturally quirky and funny, she knows how to make me laugh, and I easily open up to her...but I can't. I'm far too
RussellI toss and turn on my bed. It's been about a month and a half since the classes have started. I'm still thinking about that kiss in the cafeteria. About how Kim and Brandon bombarded us with questions and scolded us for not telling them we were going out.Of course, it's not true, but to make Craig believe it, we also had to tell the rest of the gang, including Kim and Brandon that we are dating. So, I guess, now... We don't just have to pretend to be dating in front of Craig, but also in our own dorm while Brandon and Kim cone over. This is getting out of hand, and I'm ni6 sure Samantha is ok with all of this. I don't think I thought this through all the way. Maybe I hesitated and acted abruptly because I was just afraid to see her getting hurt by that asshole.To make matters worse, tomorrow night is my next match, and the night before, as usual, I get nervous. My body feels so tense, and my palms are clammy wi
Sam"I'll see you later?" I asked him as we both made our way out of our rooms and began to start our day full of classes. He smiles, locking eyesight with me and biting his lower lip as he looked away. "I have something very important to do tonight, but...we can meet for lunch like we always do? I'll see you then?" he replies, making me smile.We both made our way towards the door and grabbed our backpacks. Kim was already waiting for me at the door, scrolling through her phone and laughing at something she was seeing on her phone. Russell quickly grabs my arm pulling me back, "Hey.... I ...Uhm, have a good day in class today, see you later." he says, making me feel confused. I looked at him intensely, he clears his throat and strides past me, opening the door and leaving.Kim puts her phone back in her pocket and looks at me, "Ready to go?" she asks, making me sigh and close my eyes for a mere second. "Uh, yeah, let's.
RussellI stepped into that ring with my heart pounding in my ear. I tried to block out everyone and focused on my breathing.I thought back to the time my uncle started teaching me to box. My hands fisted as he took his hands up in defense, fisting them tightly.✨✨Flashback✨✨"Alright kiddo. Now, remember, never look down. Look at his movements, every flinch, every, muscle he moves. He ain't gonna attack you with his face, so there's no need lookin' at his face. Got it?" He says as he strides his body from one foot to the other.I nod, but my nerves were a wreck. My nose still lingered with dry blood, my lip busted, and a black eye from the beating I had just gotten earlier that day from some seniors in my high school. It was not a go
SamI woke up early the next day and sighed, feeling Russell stir. Things were rocky between my parents and I. But I was more worried about Russell's case. His uncle gives me bad vibes. There is just something about him I don't like. I am not sure what it is, but he is bad news. I couldn't help but stare at him As he slept. I ran my hand softly through his hair. It was getting long on top, but he kept it well-shaved on the bottom. I smiled as I ran my finger in a feather-like motion over his neck. He had a small mole on his collarbone, making him Look sexy. His tattoos on his chest, arms, and back were a mixture of things—everything he loved, from chemistry to wolves and his parent's names. Russell was the most mysterious guy I had ever met, which made him more intriguing than I could admit. He sighs, grunting and stretching a little, making me smile. He unconsciously pulls me by the waist and hugs me tightly against him. His head rested on my bare chest. This only meant one thin
Russell’s POVI woke up earlier than usual today. Sam was still sound asleep, making me smile as she sighed. I pressed a kiss on her exposed back and got up. I got dressed and went directly to the kitchen, prepared coffee for when she got up, and began making breakfast for her. I opened the cupboard and realized we were completely out of her coffee muffins, making me grunt. Lucky for me, there's a cafe right under us. I grabbed my hoodie, keys, and wallet. I went down the elevator and made a beeline to the cafe register. "Hey, Russell. Good morning." the barista greets me, making me smile. "Hey, Emilio. Six coffee muffins and six cinnamon rolls, please." I place my order and slide my card, paying for my goods. "Got it. I'll have your order out soon. Here, why don't you have a coffee in the house while you wait." he slides a fresh cup toward me, making me smile. "Are you sure?" I ask, looking up. "Yeah, man. On the house. Enjoy." he says, tapping the counter and nodding. "Thanks,
AUTHOR'S NOTE: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS STRONG SEXUAL SCENES. IF YOU ARE NOT 18 OR OLDER, OR ARE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH THESE TYPES OF PASSAGES, PLEASE REFRAIN FROM READING THIS CHAPTER. YOU MAY EITHER SKIP TO THE NEXT CHAPTER KF IT IS ALREADY AVAILABLE, OR KINDLY WAIT FOR THE NEXT ONE. AS FOR THE REST OF YOU, ENJOY 😏✨✨✨✨✨~Sam~My dad held me tight as I cried silently. I was still feeling dumbfounded by what I had just witnessed. How was Mom so blinded? Did she not see all the harm Craig was causing me? Did she not care? It seems she was more worried about him, his stupid mom, and their damn social life. I have never cared what they have to say in that damn club. All those ladies in her circle are nothing but stuck-up-rich hags who boast in gossiping about each other."Sam? What's wrong? Is everything ok?" I hear Russell's voice call from behind us, making me feel like crying again. I let go of my dad's arms and engulf Russell in a tight hug. Letting him embrace me tightly as he sighs,
SamanthaI feel so shaken up, even after days of the incident with Craig. My mom, of course, was still mad at me. I had numerous calls from her and from Craig's mom, begging me to drop the charges against him. But believe it or not, my dad warned me not to do it. I didn't want to deter the relationship between him and Craig's dad. The man is a very nice guy and a complete gentleman, unlike his son who's the biggest douch I had ever met. I can't believe I ever dated him. Russell fought two nights ago, and I was ecstatic that he had won the fight. He almost lost of course, after the maniac that fought against him realized he had a hairline fracture on his rib, hurting Russell repeatedly on his ribs. But that only fueled Russell to keep going. The fight went on pretty crazy until the third round, where Russell knocked the guy unconscious from a blow to the face. I was so excited that I cheered for him like a maniac. Except, I didn't know that the fight was going to be aired on TV. Dad
RussellPhoebe was still hugging Sam as we assured everyone that she was ok. Meanwhile, Uncle Fred and Russell gave their statements to the officer. "I would still like to have her come down to the station for a written statement if you don't mind." the officer told me, making me look at her worriedly. I was still pretty pissed off and if it wasn't for my uncle I probably would have kept punching the daylights out of Craig. I don't care who the hell he thinks he is. I will not allow him to keep bothering Sam and I will definitely not allow her to ever touch her again. "Very well, officer. I will take her myself if you don't mind," I say, looking back at the officer. They contemplate, making Sam look at me nervously. The last I need is to have her ride in the back of a police vehicle as if she were a criminal. "I'm sure there would be no problem. Make sure it's today though. I can't keep him unless you officially sign a statement to press charges against him." he says, making me gr
Sam (two days later)Russell and I slept the whole ride home, and he got to the new gym his uncle had requested him just in time. But he was exhausted. His new dear uncle Caleb did not make it easy for him either. He had him working out without rest the very next day. I haven't seen him much other than when he came to sleep last night, and he was up early this morning, working out again.As the hours went by and Russell continued to train, his uncle became more and more demanding. I was so mad I had to leave for a while. Besides the fact that I was starving. Russell was not willing to give up though. He took a few minutes to rest, ate a quick breakfast, and was back to the trainer. Time after time, Russell kept up with Caleb's demands and trained like crazy. Just hours into his training, he had been beaten up pretty badly, but he was willing to stick around. He was making a big impression on everyone. He had just fought days before, and he was still pretty roughed up, fresh bruises
SamanthaI was eagerly waiting for Russell to come out of the dressing rooms. A big smile on my face as I see spectators ask for him, waiting on him to give autographs. I couldn't believe it. Is this really happening? I mean, I thought this wasn't a big fight, it was supposed to be just a small fight. The big show was still happening inside, yet so many people had gotten out of their seats to wait on him. He finally comes out, next to Uncle Fred and his uncle Caleb. Fred looked so happy. But I could see Caleb's fake smile. I've always been able to tell when people are faking it, and this guy was totally faking his happiness for them. I mean, I don't get it. What is his deal? Why can't he be happy for them? He hasn't seen Russell for years. Why can't he be happy that he finally has a chance to catch up with him? He's giving me a bad vibe, and I have a feeling he is going to give us a bad time."Get some sleep kid. I expect you back in Cali tomorrow afternoon for training. You did w
SamI woke up to an empty bed at the hotel. Russell had probably gotten up early to go train. He's been training hard for the last three days non-stop. His uncle Caleb has been so harsh with him. He has a dirty mouth, cursing and yelling at everyone. He surely doesn't care about leaving a good impression on anyone. To make matters worse, Uncle Fred and Caleb have been eyeing each other with deadly stares. I don't get it, they're brothers. Family. Yet- they seem to despise each other. I was sure they had already faced each other somewhere else. I got a glance at the red mark on Caleb's left cheek, most likely from Fred's hook to his face. He of course played it off when Russell asked him about it. Told him to focus on his own problems if he wanted to keep his sponsorship.Fred kept it from us as well, brushing it off, and changing the conversation each time Russell brings it up. That was- until last night though. Andrew finally answered back one of many missed calls. We were out havi
Third Person POV"Mr. Knight, your flight will be boarding soon sir, can I offer you another glass of wine, while you wait?" Caleb looks up at the flight attendant, smiling at her as she holds the bottle of Bordeaux. "Please, call me Caleb," he answers, giving her a wink. He knew she was easily his oldest son's age, but that has never stopped him from messing with a pretty face and curvy body.She smiles, blushingly, and slowly pours more Bordeaux into his glass flute. "Let me know if I can get you anything else," she says as she walks away, swaying her hips intentionally. He oozed with luxury, and of course, she had to take advantage of the situation. Before long, they were intertwined. Her legs wrapped around his waist as he sunk deep inside her. The bathroom was far too crowded, but it didn't bother him to pound inside her inside a filthy janitor's closet. It wouldn't be the first time either. He's always had any girl he wants. No one had said no to him. When he was done, he buckl