ASHLEY.
"I'm heading to school. "
I say to a smiling Vincent who's leaning against the counter, and he raises his attention from his phone to meet my gaze.
"Hey, little nerd, " he teases, stalking towards me, and I roll my eyes before grabbing an apple from the refrigerator. "I don't have time for your jokes, Vincent. "
"You know, I've been thinking you barely eat anything good. You're always munching on that Apple, and ice cream all day long. " I didn't know you observed that, asshole.
"Well, with mom being busy with work, " my stomach drops as the name slips through my parted lips, with the apple hanging in the air. I hate it. I hate the fact that she's always working herself so much. She barely has time to take care of herself, not to talk of her children. "Don't you think we should try to persuade mom to stop?" I turn to Vincent with furrowed brows
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ASHLEY. The wetness between my thighs only seem to worsen at Sinclair's words, and I wrap my arms tightly around his waist, laying my head against his back, and not caring about the fact that I'm missing a couple of periods for a time with this man. The ride comes to an abrupt end, and I lift my head at the noise that surrounds me. Gazing around my surroundings; we are literally at another part of the town I never knew of. This place seems far from home, and I furrow my brows as Sinclair jerks his head towards me. Landing safely on my feet; I remove the helmet, fix my hair, and meet Sinclair's gaze with lifted brows. "Um... What are we doing here?" I question as I give him the helmet, and he chuckles, fixing it into place before getting off 6je bike to lean against it instead; his arms crossed against his chest as he says, "I told you alrea
ASHLEY. "You sure you want me to stop here?" Sinclair questions as I give him the helmet, and I nod with a small smile; smoothing my hands down my hair. "Yes, I'm sure. Thanks for the ride. " He hums, and I take that as my cue to leave. Pulling on the straps of my bag, I turn in the opposite direction, and stride towards my school. Hearing the engine revving behind me; my stomach drops in disappointment as I turn around to be met with Sinclair pulling out of the building. What else were you expecting, Ashley? He's done with you. With a shake of my head, I run towards the building, and across the field; stopping before the closed doors at the sound of my name being yelled from behind. I turn around on my stand with a scowl on my face at the figure of a smiling Dave.
ASHLEY. I gape at Darren with a dazed expression; wondering why he's standing outside the girl's restroom. "Oh, hi Ashley. I didn't know you were in there. " He says with a chuckle, rubbing the back of his head as his gaze moves from me to the space, and I tilt my head, crossing my arms against my chest. "Did you really?" I question, and his head snaps to me; meeting my eyes with lifted brows. "What are you talking about?" "Did you not know I was in there, or did you come here knowing I was? I want the truth, Darren. Why were you waiting here? Were you taking a peek, or something?" I take a step forward, and his gaze moves down to the motion, before lifting to meet my eyes. "I don't understand what you're trying to say, Ashley. Why will I do something like that?" Because you're a fucking creep!
ASHLEY. "I have to get home!" I inform Lucy, and she furrows her brows, staring at me with a confused expression. "What are you talking about? You just got here. Is there something going on, Ashley?" She asks me with concern smearing her features, and I nod, holding up my phone. "Something came up at home, and I have to head back. " "Do you want me to come with you?" She asks, swinging away from her locker, and I shake my head with a small smile. "No, you don't have to worry about that. I'll be fine. Just try to take discernible notes for me. " I joke, and she rolls her eyes with a smile. "Fill me on the details later, yeah?" She says with raised brows, and I nod with a hum, turning on my stand, only to crash into a figure standing before me. I lift my eyes to meet his gaze, and Darren sta
ASHLEY.I stand before Sinclair's door, and start to rethink my decision of coming here.There's no going back now. I'm already here.I raise my hand, and make soft contact with my knuckles against the wooden door; swaying on my feet as I wait patiently for a response.The lights are on, so he's undoubtedly home.Receiving no response, I raise my hand again; only for the door to be opened, revealing a shirtless Sinclair.He stares down at me with surprise in his eyes, and I smile as my eyes move over his figure; he's dressed in nothing but grey sweatpants that are hanging low on his hips, and his hair is tousled on his head like someone's been messing with me.The mere presence of the man makes my heart leap as a smile slowly creeps up to my face, while I try to resist the urge to jump into his ar
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ASHLEY. I groan, wrapping my arms around his neck, and Sinclair's arms move to my waist, hoisting me up in his arms to pull me flush against his chest. I wrap my legs around his waist, and one of his hands moves to my face, while the other stays at the small of my back. His tongue easily slides in my mouth, and I let out a moan; my hands sliding down his chest as he begins to move backwards with me in his arms. I have no idea where he's taking me, nor do I care about that as heat pools between my thighs; my wetness drenching my panties with the echoes of my heart pounding violently against my chest loud in my ears with each step he takes, and I'm almost afraid Sinclair can hear my heart beating so loud. He bites down on my lower lip; his metal ring cool against my lips, and adding a burning sensation. My hands e
ASHLEY. I stare at Vincent with a smile on my face, but he glares at me instead. "And where the hell do you think you're coming from? What was the promise, nerd?" He lifts his brows, and I roll my eyes, knowing exactly where this is going. "I know I'm later than I promised, but..." "You decided to spend the night at your friend's, right?" He asks in a mocking time, and I sigh. "You've been acting strange these days, Ashley, and I'm starting to get suspicious of your actions. Going out often than you usually do, and always having something to do so late at night. " "What am I, five?" I scoff, and walk past him, striding inside, and dropping to the couch with my arms crossed against my chest. Vincent shuts the door, and move to stand before me with that glare still etched to his face. God, just stop! "I