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
"Nothing" I shake my head. "Ready to go?" I ask him, scooping up the high heels from the entryway. He nods and we wait for the elevator together before it carries us down to the parking garage. Out of the corner of my eye, I can see the car that Rhode gave me for my birthday, he follows my gaze as
Rhode does too as he looks to me for reassurance. I shrug my shoulders, it's up to him what he tells his mum. "Yeah I did, she's in the car with me and you're on speakerphone if you'd like to say hello" Rhode grins cheekily as I hear a small gasp from the car stereo. I don't think she'd scream at
"I love you," I say quietly before I shut the door. He grins. "I love you too" I shut the door and wave him off as he turns the car on, pulling it back into the light midday traffic. Opting to carry my shoes in my hand, I dodge all the gum and unknown stains on the pathway and press the number code