Finally, he lets out a sigh and I lift my head up to watch him push his hair back with his hand. "Did you have to leave to do that?" He asks me quietly, unable to keep the pain out of his voice. My chest feels tight as I shake my head. "At that point I didn't think that I deserved to be as happy a
His words made all of the pieces click together in my head. I was burning everything that was good in my life down to the ground, and I don't want to live my life like that. And he shouldn't have to either. I packed up my things and went to Poppy 's that night, intending on just getting my life back
Rhode 's P.O.V "So...eggs?" I pick up the small pot and place it back onto the element, heating the contents back up. Amelia nods with a small smile, her eyes still shining a gentle red after our last conversation. I almost can't believe what's just happened in the last day, even the last week. I s
I just told myself I wouldn't rush things and now I'm organising a family get-together. What is wrong with me? "I'd love that" Amelia reaches out for my hand and holds it softly, reassuring me. "Okay, I can give them a call and rearrange something later" I tell her. A look of panic slowly spreads
My question is selfish really because I know exactly what she wants, but Amelia talking dirty is one of my favourite things in this whole world. I fix my gaze on her as I wait for her response, urging her on with a soft smirk. She blinks her eyes quickly a few times before tilting her head to the si
Rhode 's fingers trace across the skin of my back as we lay tangled up together in a mess of sheets. I could fall asleep, I feel so at peace, so warm and safe. "Well, that was definitely unexpected" Rhode breaks the silence, his voice groggy and low. It always sounds a little rough after we've had
"So tell me about this jerk, Luke" Rhode says after a long pause. Oh no, where's this going? "He's not a jerk. He works at the bookstore. He's nice" I tell him, even though I feel like I'm repeating what I told him when I got here last night. "You said he kept trying to make you drink more and he
His words get me questioning an uneasy thought, one that I have to share. "How many women have you been with?" I ask him quickly before I lose the nerve to ask. I know it might be a lot, I'm just nervous about how many that means. I mean; he's hot, he's rich and he's older, there will probably be a