You know when you have a choice to make but you're head and your heart seem to be at war and you're torn between the two sides.
Well, that was my exact situation.I wanted to kiss him so badly but logic was stopping me from doing so.
"I'm sorry I shouldn't have said that" he muttered disappointed.
No,no,no. Kiss me. I want you to kiss me. God! I'm stupid.
"It's okay"
Tension.
"We should get a cab to take us home" Etienné suggested.
"Yeah" I agreed.
"You
I was torn between writing the sex scene or not but I decided to because what's life without a little forbidden romance🤭🤭. I hope you enjoyed reading this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it . Till the next update loves.
It was 6pm and I was halfway through the documents Cal had emailed to me. I was planning on finishing before dawn and then maybe treat myself to a nice warm bath for the job well done-if I wasn't lazy. You know the saying that goes your plans aren't the same as the maker or whatever,turns out it was true. How did I figure this out? Ace came knocking on my door. "Hi Cupcake" He greeted. "Hey Milkshake Spiller" "You're busy?" He asked "Yeah. I'm hoping to finish before dawn"
Ace went downstairs minutes ago to start their game night and Lord were they making noise. My ears felt like they were going to burst any second from now. I was finding it hard to concentrate and I didn't like it. I needed to work. I pushed my laptop aside and decided to go downstairs and tell them to keep it down. I got to the base of the stairs. They were arguing about something. Something useless,no doubt there. "Will you shut up?" I said. No one heard. I contemplated splashing a bucket of water on them but that would leave me a mess I wasn't ready to clean. I took a glass from the kitchen, came to the living room and smashed it on the floor. Yes, that was dumb but it got their attention so what the heck. "Keep your voices down. My apartment isn't a marketplace for crying out loud. If you want to make noise then go to a zoo or someplace else n
How?......Why was she.........Seeing Meredith cry was something I thought I'd never experience but here I was standing at the entrance of the room contemplating if I should go in or not."Meredith?"She sniffed and stood up hastily while cleaning her face with her palm."Are you alright?" I asked.She seemed taken aback by my concern.I would have said "I'm not a heartless human" but I kept quiet instead. Meredith was hurting. I wanted……. needed to find out why.
For the past two days, I've been holed up in my apartment. I was either sulking or working, either way, it helped me steer clear of Etienné. An achievement I was proud of. I had switched off my phone to avoid any distractions while I worked. I booted my phone hoping Lila hadn't sent a search and find party because she couldn't reach me. Thinking about it, in some ways Lila was like an elder sister. She was protective of me. My phone finally came on. Lila and Ace had tried calling. Lila had texted him about how worried she was. I replied to her instantly, letting her know I was okay. I left a text for Ace asking him to come over if he could. Minutes later, he texted back to tell him he wouldn't and then scolded me for what he called my "Inconsiderate behavior" I hauled myself out of my couch and freshened up. I needed fresh air. Time to think and get ready for tomorrow. Tomorrow was my birthday. I should be happy, I
I was at the construction site mixing sand and gravel partly because I needed to get my lazy ass out of the confines of my apartment and it seemed like a good exercise to get Etienné out of my mind. My phone rang in my jeans pocket. I wiped my sweaty hands on the side of my jeans before picking up the call. "Where are you?" Ace asked me over the phone. "Well hello to you too" He laughed. "Forgive my lack of manners m'lady. Where art thou?" He asked, faking a British accent. I decided to play along. "At the construction site, indulging in hard manual labor" I replied, imitating his accent. "For real?" Ace asked, ditching the accent. "Yup. The workers here looked at me like I grew two heads in two seconds" I said with a chuckle. "I don't bla
I would recognize that voice anywhere. Only he could make my body respond the way it did to his voice. My heart knew he didn't belong with me then why couldn't my body get the memo? I turned to face him. "Who comes to a carnival without money?" I asked him, concealing whatever inner battle my heart was fighting against my body. He smiled softly. "I didn't say I came without money. I asked if you mind buying for me" he told me. I scoffed and collected the cotton candies. "Same difference" I responded "Actually…." "Yes" I answered flatly "What?" He asked confused "Yes, I mind buying for you" I answered again. He laughed and I thought I'd faint right there. His laugh was throaty yet it sounded like melodious music to my ears. &nb
My head felt heavy and it hurt. I felt like bricks had been thrown at my head. I opened my eyes and blinked a few times so that my eyes could adjust to the lights that lit up the room. The smell of disinfectant wafted past my nose. I didn't like it, it made me want to puke. Only hospitals smelt strongly of disinfectant. I didn't die. I was in a hospital A monitor beeped, prompting me to tilt my head to see where the sound came from. There was a drip attached to my left arm. "Good morning Miss Andez" A doctor dressed in scrubs greeted me. I tried smiling but my face felt glued together so I stayed still instead. "How's your head?" the doctor asked. He picked a pen from his pocket and started writing something on his pad. "I'm going to need you to answer me Andez" I liked the way he pronounced my name. "
Chapter 32 I closed my laptop and let out a breath. I was done with sorting out work emails for today. My remaining plans for today included sleep and eating junk food. Nothing more. It was a near-perfect schedule. It would have been completely perfect if Lila hadn't come knocking at my door. "Hey" Lila greeted with balloons in her hands. I stood with my hands crossed against my chest, communicating to her that I wasn't letting her in. She seemed to understand because she nodded. "These are for you," she said, referring to the balloons. The balloons were red and five in number. Three of them had the words 'Happy birthday best friend' written on them and the remaining two had 'I am sorry' written on them. All in capital letters. I closed the door on her face, went to my bedroom to grab a pin then opened the door to face her. I shoved the pi