"So what kind of art show is this exactly?" We wait for the elevator together and step inside of it once it arrives. "It's actually an old friend of mine from school, he's opening up his first gallery with all of his own artwork, it's pretty exciting" Rhodes grins as the elevator quickly brings us
Rhodes disappears from my side briefly to hunt down some drinks for us, despite the fact that he had already decided that the drinks at these sorts of events are always terrible. "They've watered it down completely, it's basically cheap boxed wine" Rhodes huffs as he reappears beside me in front of
This guy is either not reading my social cues, or he just doesn't care.I nod my head and walk over to one of the side rooms hanging more artwork, not answering his question. "What's your name?" He asks as he brushes past someone in an attempt to keep up with me. "Amelia" I mumble, I can't ignore h
"Memories are memories not matter how slutty they are. Besides, you did all that stuff basically before I was even born so I think you're off the hook" His hand lightly resting on my hips begins to tickle my sides before I wriggle out of his grasp. "Cheeky" he smirks at me. "I couldn't resist. Now
"How come?" Rhodes asks gently, folding his arms over his chest. "Because I don't like being vulnerable. I've been vulnerable before and things haven't gone well for me as I'm sure you can imagine. It's just scary; I don't want to rely on it only for it to all just go away" I mumble. I hear a soft
I still don't know if Rhodes and I are perfect for one another, but it's in these moments where that doesn't matter. All that matters is that we are here together sharing these beautiful moments with one another. And if at the end of it all I realise that he was a bad choice then I know where the bl
An awful alarm rings out through Rhodes's bedroom what feels like such a short time later. My body is curled up next to Rhodes's, my head lying on his chest as his arm stretched out to the side to turn off the incessant noise. "Noooo" I grumble sleepily as Rhodes attempts to shift his body out of b
Rhodes nods and presses a soft kiss against my head before nudging his head towards the bed. "You're right, and also still tired. Get back in bed" "No it's okay I'll help, what else do you need" I try and stifle my yawn and protest, despite my heavy eyes and laboured movements I still want to help.