LOGIN“My turn, my turn!” Brandy screamed as I plopped down, already dreading her next words. She cleared her throat, and I mentally got ready for it. I knew it was going to be insane. “Question, have you gone down on Ryan yet?” She asked with me already burning red. I slapped my hand over my gaping mouth, the laugh nearly choking me. “Answer or post a nude,” She reminded me of the rules we had set up when we began playing. I fell over on the blankets and laughed even harder. We laughed for a good two minutes before I sat back up, wiping my tears away. “You’re wicked,” I threw out with Brandy wearing it like a crown. “No, I have not gone down on him, yet,” I finished, feeling shy as Brandy glared at me, mouth even wider. The music had nothing on us as we screamed and shouted. “Why? Have you?!” I was now on my knees, eyes even wider. “Nothing I wouldn’t do for that man,” Brandy said with me bursting out laughing. “Wait wait wait, show me!” I screamed as I jumped up, still too shocked.
We spent three days in a cottage in the countryside of Italy. It was just him and I, in our magical cottage. Our days were filled with laughter. We cooked together, cleaned, slept, danced, and mostly chased each other through the back flower gardens. It seemed impossible for such happiness to exist. And as Tuesday came, I turned, waving at the small yet gorgeous cabin. There was a stream a distance away, the air fresh and cool, the sound of the stream therapeutic. I took one final look before climbing into the car. Ryan drove us back to the jet where we flew home. He dropped me home, and kissed me senseless. “See you in two days,” “Okay,” I sadly smiled, giving him one last kiss before watching him climb back into the car with the driver taking them away. He went back to work and I cleared my schedule for the week. On that Saturday we would be going to visit my parents for four days. There, we would reveal the pregnancy. I wanted to make a cute reveal for them. I spent the two days
The party went on for a few more hours as Ryan made sweet love to me in our room. He made sure to worship every inch of my body and praised me as if I was a goddess. I faded away to the quiet night after long hours of loud music, curled up in my husband’s arms. He kissed my forehead until I passed out in his warmth. I woke up to someone wrapping something around me. I let him be, giving him my arms as he pushed them through soft clothing. I was then pulled up and cuddled to a large chest. “Where are we going?” I groggily questioned as I took a whiff of Ryan, freshly showered, and crisp. “Shopping,” he said back and I could not argue with that. We took the chopper to the jet then flew out of the country. I woke up hours later, in the jet, held tightly to Ryan’s chest, him dead asleep. I knew shifting would wake him so I closed my eyes and went back to sleep. We woke up hours later and took a shower together. When we walked out of our luxurious bathroom a rack of clothes was set up
I woke up at seven and I could already hear the band warming up. “Sean got a live band?” “He seems to have a neck for setting up parties,” Ryan said with us both laughing. We hopped into the shower. I wore a gorgeous white dress. It wasn’t over the top but still fancy. Ryan wore white formal pants with a golf t-shirt and loafers. He looked so good I couldn’t help wrapping my arms around his waist and stretched for a kiss. His large arms wrapped around me, tattoos and all. He was a gorgeous specimen. “Have I ever told you how gorgeous you are?” Ryan quickly shook his head like a child, having me chuckle. “A God walking on earth. World shattering beauty. So sexy you should be locked up. Such a fine man. A specimen that surely took decades to create.” By the time I was done he was beet red, trying so hard to keep a straight face but failing so hard as he blushed so hard. “I love you,”He couldn’t even say the words back, still melting into a puddle. We kissed, me laughing through
“How is your gardening project going?” I asked, already biting my lower lip not to laugh. My mom always took these projects only to dumb them on dad. “You know what pumpkin, your dad has a better back, now I just keep him company as he tends to the crops. They are growing. Soon we’ll be harvesting and we’ll send some your way.” She said back with me laughing, just as I thought, she dropped everything on dad. “If only they could have been ready by next weekend when we come to visit,” “I am so excited to see my baby again, you look all plum and that skin… what is that man feeding you?”I laughed out and blushed hard. “Happiness mom, happiness,” I said to her only to turn as a voice came from downstairs. “Ryan is home,” I said to her then quickly jumped off the bed and rushed out of the room. “Honey, I’m home!” I rushed down the steps so fast and could hear my mom shout for me to be careful. Ryan was already halfway up. He caught me in his arms and squeezed me. “Missed you,” H
Brenda’s office was stunning. I was left gaping with every turn I took. She ordered cookies, sandwiches, and coffee for us since it was drizzling and cold. “We need to lay down friendship rules.” She said, pulling me to her digital desk, the most amazing desk I had ever seen. “I want this,” I said as I walked around it. She grinned, “Your bestie’s got you,” She said as my eyes went wide. “Girl, it must be expensive.”She laughed, “I’m rich,”“Fair point.” She picked up a marker and gave me one too. “Every family or business has rules to go by so it’s easy to deal with situations, a guideline, I think we should have ours.” Branda mentioned, writing a title on the desk which projected onto the screen. My girl was so smart. “Okay, agreed. First. No lies. If any of us doesn’t like something the other said, we state it, no keeping things and letting them build up. If you can’t say it out loud, write it down.” I said, knowing from past experience. Brenda wrote it down. “Two, bestie
RYAN’S P.O.V. If I knew she would fuck me up like this I wouldn’t have gone. I was pissed at myself. Never had I slept with the same girl twice. I thought I was done with her until Sean came back with the footage from the club. It undid everything and once again I wanted to be buried in the warm,
Another week of vomiting and I was sure I was about to die. The fear was nearly unbearable, and I wished I could talk to someone, but I did not want to scare my mom. I sat in the hospital room, waiting for the doctor to come and tell me if I had cancer. In the days leading to the doctor’s appointm
Ryan (Hendrix): Sorry wifey, I’m in a meeting. I will call tomorrow. Sweet dreams. I cringed just writing the words, sending the message, and hoped it would do. I went through the texts again, getting this doom for my friend. The messages made me more anxious, deciding to lock the phone and put it
I had to wait for the uber outside, shivering my ass off while living through that moment over and over again in my head. I felt so stupid and so little. My skin would soon crack from the cold, the loud stupid music reminding me of what I just went through. I was fighting the tears as best as I co





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