I'm bad at names, that's something I've always known about myself. But after tonight it has been confirmed to be that I am really really bad at names. Rhodes's been introducing me to people for the last two hours and it's shocking how much I've forgotten. I hear their name, commit their face to my m
Why am I even thinking about that kind of stuff? I'm barely even in my 20's and I've known this guy for like six months. For some reason, everything to do with him feels like it's moving at a thoUK nd miles an hour. I've fallen hard for him, hard and fast; but we are so up and down, I have the emoti
"If I had known you were in town we would have definitely brought you along with us mate," Rhodes says with a now softening grin, a very diplomatic response, maybe not wanting to elaborate about this woman while I'm standing right next to him. "Well, I know you two have a history so maybe it's for
"Sorry about that bub," Rhodes says softly as he reaches out his hand to place it delicately over mine, testing the waters. I guess me not shoving it off is a good sign, as he appears to visibly relax beside me. "It's important, I understand," I say flatly, keeping my eyes focused on the passing li
"Yes! Exactly, you told me you didn't like him so I practically cut him out of my life. I had never dated Ryan, never flirted with him, nothing had ever even happened between us and yet I did that for you. But somehow it's okay to see your ex on multiple occasions and not even give me as much as a h
Well that wasn't how I expected things to go. I figured that I would be the one to storm out in a fit, that he would be the one that needed to apologise. He does, he should have told me, but I'm not completely blameless in this either. He's totally right; I still think that he will leave me at a mo
I nod my head, moving my leg to nudge his knee ever so slightly. "So, we're okay?" I ask with a slight smile and a sense of hope. Rhodes nods his head, taking my hand in his and gently pulling me towards him. I manage to manoeuvre myself into a comfortable position sitting on his lap, the hem of the
"My dirty girl" Rhodes confirms as he reaches me, placing his hands on my hips and sweeping me up, placing me on-top of his hips as he lies his back on the bed. He seems to like me on top, and though it's still relatively new to me I think I like it too. "Yours" I nod my head and bite my lip, he li