LOGINLinda It’s my first Christmas with Mark, and I couldn’t be any happier. I spent all morning cooking and putting the final touches on the tree. I forced Mark to sleep over and make cookies with me the night before. At first, he was grumpy and complaining, but then he got into the spirit after I let
Mark nods and takes my hand, leading me outside. The rest of the family is gathered around the picnic table, chatting and laughing. Julian, Mark’s stepfather, is flipping burgers on the grill. He just seems like a normal guy, I think to myself. Mark’s older brother, Tobias, smiles at us. “Welcome,
Linda Saturday came too fast. I’m pacing back and forth as I’m a nervous wreck. I’m meeting Mark’s family today, and he is standing there grinning like it’s no big deal while I try to calm my nerves. We have been dating for a month, and this is my first time meeting his family, so it’s a big deal
Linda’s face lights up. “Really? I’m looking forward to meeting her too!” she exclaims, wrapping her arms around my neck and giving me a kiss. I chuckle and kiss her back. “I told you there was nothing to worry about.” “I know, but meeting your family is a big deal, you know?” she says, looking at
Mark A few weeks later. I can’t believe it. Linda and I are dating, and I feel like my head is in the clouds. Since when did I become such a sucker for love? I have no idea. We have been dating for a month now, and never in my life did I imagine I would be lounging on the sofa next to a beautif
Damn it. I’m a full grown woman; I shouldn’t be floating on cloud nine. Neither should I be falling for Mark this quickly, but I can’t fight the warm emotions growing within me. I wrap my arms around Mark’s neck, deepening the kiss as I let go of my inhibitions. His hands move higher up my thighs,
Do I even have a choice when he looks at me with those intense, green eyes? Probably not. "Uh, alright..." "Do you pretend to like it when I kiss you?" "Uh, no?" My knees grow weak two seconds in, and my heart always races. How could I pretend to like his kisses? Still, Tobias doesn't smile. In f
Hannah After my friends have left, I sneak into Tobias's bedroom. It's where we both sleep, but I still don't consider his mansion mine. The contract between us prevents me from seeing us as equals, so when I look at things—the couch, the bed, or the Tesla—I see a tag with Tobias's name. However, t
Hannah Things go wrong when we stroll into the guesthouse with blue paint, rollers, and other things we might need. I only set down the items before I tumble forward like a newborn calf, pushing a vase off a shelf while Tobias takes off his shoes in the hallway. "No-no-no!" I try to reach it in ti
Hannah When I walk out of the mansion, the sun is dazzling, and I have to squint my eyes to see. I love the warm weather. Also, the view is enough to make it feel as hot as the scorching desert. Tobias is leaning against a silver BMW with his muscular, tanned arms crossed over his broad chest. Th







