She closed the door and approached him. “I’ll sit on the floor, the angle will be better.” Before she could sit, he grabbed a cushion from the bed and handed it to her. “Here…take this.” She took it, dropping it to the floor and then sitting down on it. Jake stretched across to the side of the bed
Jake woke up somewhere he least expected himself to be; on the floor in Delilah’s room, hanging tight onto her. He remembered he’d been here last night, but he couldn’t tell exactly when he fell asleep and how Delilah ended up in his arms. She was fast asleep; facing him, and he couldn’t help but n
“Yeah…” She cracked an egg, pouring its contents into the bowl. “Pass me the mixer.” Jake opened the drawers beneath the counter one by one until he found it, passing it to her. She gave it a rinse under the pipe before starting to mix what she had in the bowl. Jake continued to stare at her, not
Something was happening and Delilah wasn’t sure what it was. Jake was starting to become distant…he wasn’t the adamant man trying to persuade her to love him anymore.Most times he’d stare off into space instead of looking at her. He also preferred to sit in silence rather than starting up a convers
Should she actually comb her hair? She hadn’t done anything to impress him since she came here…maybe she should. Her hand reached for the black comb on the dresser as the other pulled the elastic hair band out of her hair, letting it down.She gave it a side part, remembering that the last time she’
Delilah flinched at the harshness of his tone, her hand trembling as she brought it to the clip in her hair, pulling it out. She glanced at it in her palm before slowly placing it on his desk, and then her hands nervously clasped together in front of her.She didn’t say anything, she just stared at
Slowly, her hand turned the knob and she pulled the door open even slower. Just as expected, Beatrice stood there, smirking down at her. She knew it…she was going to get a hell of a beating tonight. “I never thought a coward like you would actually open the door. You’ve braved up since Jake starte
Jake watched as Delilah took a deep breath, reaching into his lap to grab ahold of his hand. “Hi…Loilitha…” Her voice was as low as a whisper; soft and gentle. “I’m sorry that I had pried into your diary…I know so much about you, and yet, you know absolutely nothing about me. You probably aren’t do