ASHLEY.
~EARLIER.
"You sure you don't want to come with me?" Lucy asks with raised brows and I nod with a smile, "I have to get to Sinclair. It's been long, Lucinda. "
She rolls her eyes. "Whatever. Go stick with your love. You'll be the one missing all the fun; not me. "
"I don't think I'd miss out on much. Pretty sure I would stay back even if I didn't go. " I joke and she frowns before throwing herself on my roommate's mattress.
"I told you not to go there! That isn't my side of the room!" I scold her, and she laughs, "Bitch, relax. It's just a fucking bed. It's not like your roommate will kill me for it. "
"She doesn't like people touching her stuff. You, especially. You did it last time, too. " I point a finger at her, and she gasps, placing a hand over her chest with a pout, "How dare you accuse me of that? I only came to see my
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ASHLEY."You taste so fucking delicious, Little Greene. " He says as he pulls the top over my head before pushing me back against the mattress, and littering kisses across my skin. I tremble beneath him when he drags his tongue down my belly to the waistband of my skirt before moving back to my face."You're beautiful, " he whispers near my ear before sucking on the flesh with his tongue; causing me to squirm beneath him."Your hair, " he says, his hand moving to my hair and I watch him with a smile as he plays with the curls. "Did you do something to it? I swear it wasn't like this on phone. "I laugh and wrap my arms around his neck, dragging him down before pressing my lips to his. Sinclair groans and sneaks his hand beneath my body, lifting me barely from the couch to push my body against his.Before he can take the lead, I pull back and move my lips to his neck. I
ASHLEY. "Hey, you! I thought you weren't gonna come out of that room. " Heather jokes as I round the corner with Sinclair by my side and I laugh before moving into her outstretched arms, and wrapping mine around her body. "It's nice to see you too, Heather. " I smile before pulling back but she keeps her hands on me. "You look so much prettier. " She compliments and I give her a shy smile. She lets her hands fall from my waist before leaning back against the wall with hands folded against her chest. "And I hope Sinclair didn't stress you too much?" She lifts her brows as she looks towards the said man who's busy in quiet conservation with Vincent. "Not a bit. I'm glad to be back here. I missed you all so much. " I sigh and she narrows her eyes, "Are you sure we are the ones you missed, or your boyfriend?" I shake my head, a laugh slipping through
SINCLAIR."Here?" She asks and I smile before hoisting her in my arms, and dropping her on the hood of the car. Almost instantly, she spreads her legs and I get between them; dropping my hands on her thighs."Cold?" I ask her and she nods. I shrug my jacket off my shoulders, and wrap it around her body.Ashley chuckles and wraps her hands around my waist. "Look at you being all gentleman. " She teases and I groan, but I'm unable to curb the smile on my face."The snow will start soon. " I tell her and she nods, shifting to the edge of the hood, before bringing my head against her chest and I wrap my arms around her waist."Did Mike ever call?" She asks abruptly, and I shake my head. "Weird, because it's the first time he'll go so long without a need to turn my life upside down, but I guess he learned his lesson. ""Are you okay w
ASHLEY. "Mom, what the fuck is going on? Why the hell is he here?" Vincent bellows, stepping forward and mom's quick to move in front of Dad– shielding him from the fierce gaze of her son. "You need to calm down, Vincent. " Mom speaks calmly and Vincent scoffs, "Calm down? You expect me to fúcking calm down at the sight of that man? What the hell are you doing, Vanessa?" "He's your father, Vincent and he's—" "Oh, God. " Vincent groans, turning away from her and she looks towards me with apologetic eyes. She lied. My mother lied to me. Her boyfriend isn't some fúcking man from back in the day, it's the same fucking man who left her broken and hurt. Her boyfriend is my dad. "We should talk about this. We need to sit down as a family, and talk about—" "Sit down as a family? What the fuck is wrong with yo
ASHLEY. I wake up to Sinclair's head resting heavily on my stomach with his arms wrapped around me in a possessive grip that brings a smile to my face. I push my hand to his head and coil my fingers through his curls, cackling when he lifts his head slightly before dropping it and turning his face to the other side. The smile on my face is quick to be replaced with a frown at the remembrance of how my dad showed up and ruined Christmas for my family before it even started. Now, Vincent is nowhere to be found on Christmas Eve. My irritation for Ben grows by the second, rather than lessens with each thought that crosses my mind, and I find it annoyingly difficult to understand my mother. "Ashley. " I jump in fright; my eyes wide as I meet Arabella's gaze. She's standing beside the bed with a blank face and her hands by her side.
ASHLEY. "You're here?" Mom has a wide smile on her face as she leans against the door, and I nod with a small smile of mine. "We are. Can you let us in at least, Vanessa? It's so fucking cold. " I groan and she chuckles before stepping to the side. We all walk inside the house and I rub my palms against each other as Sinclair grabs the boxes from me and leaves them next to the ones Vanessa prepared. "Vincent isn't here?" Mom asks, and I turn to look at her. Sadness washes over her face as I slowly shake my head, but she's quick to cover it with a smile. "That's okay. I'm glad you guys are here. I thought I was going to spend Christmas alone. " "I wouldn't have let that happen, you know. " I tell her and she nods, spreading her arms. I chuckle before striding to her and getting into her arms. She wraps her arms around me, and brushes her lip
SINCLAIR.My father is dying.Mike is dying. Never have I heard words that make absolutely no sense."What the fuck are you on, William?" I chuckle. "What do you take me for? Do you think I will fall for your lies? Come on, man. You've been doing this for years. Aren't you tired?""You think I'm lying?" He scoffs, his voice sounding both miserable and impatient. It makes me rethink my thoughts and the possibility of the truth that might be behind his words, but fuck me– Mike Leovough dying? That's a case almost close to impossible."I know you are. What does Mike want from me this time? Uh? What does he want to fúcking lure me into this time?" I snap and Ashley is by my side the next second; her hands rubbing down my arms as comfort."I'm not fucking lying to you, you fucking shit. Your father may have done some terr
ASHLEY. "There's something I have to tell you. " Lucinda says as she sinks next to me and I lift my eyes from my phone, tossing the device to the side. "What's it?" I ask with raised brows. "And why do you look worried?" "I'm not. " She chuckles, rubbing her palms against each other and I narrow my eyes at her in a 'are you fucking serious?' motion before nodding to her hands and she lays her hands on her thighs. "I'm not. " She repeats in a firm voice and I smile before shifting closer to her. "I hear you, bitch. What is it you want to tell me?" "You might think I'm stupid because of this. " She sighs and I shrug, "I've always thought you're stupid, so you don't have to worry about that. " "Fuck you, bitch. " She scowls and I scrunch my nose in a playful act. "No, thank you, Lucinda. I have my man to take care of that. "