LOGINBryce didn’t even realize he’d said it out loud until Landon shot him a mocking look.“Wow,” Landon muttered. “Is this really the ice man I've always known?”Bryce ignored him completely and moved closer to Kimberly with such a slow move, like one wrong step might shatter whatever spell had settled over the room.“Kimberly,” he said quietly. “You look… fuck.” he ran his hand through his hair, eyes fixed on Kimberly body as he ravaged her completely.The urge to grab her right now, and kiss the hell out of her, knock every airhole she possessed, almost took control of him. But he held himself together, not wanting to look like a freak.But maybe he wouldn't stop himself from being a freak when they get home today.That dress woke something in he never knew existed within him.And damn anyone looking at him right now. He didn't care at all. As a matter of fact, there was no one else in the room except Kimberly. She was the only person he could see, everyone else was a complete blur.Kim
********Kimberly stood on the little fitting platform, smoothing down the fabric of the dress she’d just tried on.“No,” she said immediately, shaking her head. “This one makes me look like I’m attending a royal funeral.”Cindy circled her, with her arms folded, eyes narrowing like a stylist on a mission. “Turn.”Kimberly turned.Cindy sighed dramatically. “Okay, maybe not a funeral. But definitely a rich aunt who hates everyone.”Kimberly burst out laughing. “Exactly my point. Next!”The attendant whisked the dress away, already holding two more. “Let’s try these,” she said eagerly.The next thirty minutes dissolved into chaos, fabric swishing, zippers buzzing, Cindy gasping theatrically at every outfit.Kimberly tried a smooth black number, and seeing that, Cindy gagged immediately. “Too deadly. Bryce will cancel the fashion show and lock you in a tower.”Kimberly burst out seriously, and even the attendants couldn't hold back their laughter.Cindy was being such an entertainer tod
By the time Kimberly finished her bath and returned to the bedroom, she expected to find Bryce there, sipping his tea.Instead, the room was empty.“Bryce?” she called softly, tightening the towel around her body.Water droplets slid from the ends of her hair as she walked back into the living room. Her gaze drifted to the bedside table, where two cups sat neatly. Hers was already empty. Bryce’s, barely touched.“God have mercy on this man,” Kimberly sighed, shaking her head as she moved toward the dressing mirror. “Even drinking tea is hard for him.”She applied lotion to her skin, muttering to herself.“Looks like I’ll be forcing him to eat now… like a child. Is he really any different from his daughter? So now I have two humans to monitor.” She scoffed lightly. “And one of them is a full-grown adult.”The thought made her chuckle.Once she was done, she stood and walked to the closet. It didn’t surprise her to find her clothes already there—neatly arranged, separate from Bryce’s.O
The smile on his face still disappear, it lingered for a long while. Because whether or not he knew when it started, he loved it. Every bit of it. And he wanted more of those soft, ridiculous, strangely warm mornings. He was about to take another sip of the tea when his phone started ringing. The cup paused midway to his mouth. His gaze drifted to the table where his phone buzzed, and he stood, dropping the cup. “Hey, Mr. Married,” Landon’s voice came through the second Bryce picked up. Bryce rolled his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose, already tired of his insufferable best friend. “What do you want, Mr. Bachelor-Who’s-Single-To-Stupor?” Landon’s laughter burst through the speaker, loud enough that Bryce had to lower the phone from his ear for a beat. “Someone had a really good night’s sleep. Your voice alone says it!” Landon teased. “Tell me, what’s the cause? Because the Bryce I know is a vampire who hates sleeping. So I want to know.” Bryce could practically see Landon
The morning light of the next pushed softly through the curtains, seeping in slowly. The storm from the night before had passed, leaving everything washed and strangely gentle, as if the world itself knew better than to interrupt them today.Bryce walked down the hallway with two cups of coffee, the steam curling from the lids. His hair was still damp from the shower he had just minutes ago, white shirt clinging slightly to his chest and shoulders. A color he rarely wore. He pushed the door open gently with his leg, finding Kimberly still asleep as he entered.She lay curled on her side, wrapped loosely in his sheets like she belonged there, which she actually did. The morning light painted her skin in warm tones, and a few strands of hair stuck adorably to her cheek.They had returned to their sweet home as early as anything the next day.A quiet smile tugged at Bryce’s lips as he fully walked in soundlessly, setting the cups down on the bedside table.He didn’t wake her immediatel
Neither Kimberly nor Bryce ever thought they’d be spending the night in a hotel instead of at home.Just when they had prepared to leave the hospital, the rain had suddenly come down relentlessly hard, drenching the city in minutes. What had looked like an ordinary cold New York night earlier had turned into a full-blown storm while they were inside, trapped between Nana’s teasing and naughty conversations.Driving home was out of the question.Bryce hadn’t even argued it. One look at the wet roads, the reduced visibility, and the way Kimberly hugged herself tighter in the passenger seat, and he’d made the call.If he were alone, he might’ve pushed through it. But with Kimberly beside him? Never. He couldn't just risk it.So here they were.The hotel room was quiet, warm and the lights were deem. The steady sound of rain tapping against the window wrapped the space in something private, sealed off from the rest of the world.Kimberly stood near the foot of the bed, rubbing her hands t
When Sienna averted her gaze and walked past her, Kimberly finally let out the breath she hadn't even realized she was holding.She swallowed hard, her heart still pounding in her chest.Had Sienna heard of the news? Was that why she was here?Oh God.Kimberly tightened her grip on her handbag, for
Clara came up choking, gasping for air, her once-flawless makeup smeared and dripping. Her pastel-pink dress clung to her skin, soaked through, and her fake lashes dangled like broken wings.“You’re finished, I swear!” she coughed, spitting out the filthy water. “You’re so finished, Kimberly!”Kimb
Kimberly took off her heels the moment she stepped into the apartment, letting out a long breath of relief. She had just returned from work. Actually, she had just gotten free from today's headache. Today had been one of the most exhausting days of her life. From Clara's encounter in the mornin
Cindy was so happy Keira's school didn't hesitate to help out when she rushed down there to help her friend out of the mess Clara was trying to get her into. Thank goodness the school wasn't that far too. The room fell eerily silent after Cindy's words. Every eye in the room focused only on he







