LOGINBram hugs my waist and we stay in a lock for a few seconds, but when my dad starts bringing the food to the coffee table, Bram tightens his hold on my waist and carries me to the couch like it’s no big deal. The couch is wide and definitely big enough for a few more people, but my sisters are sprawled on opposite ends and my dad is now sitting with legs wide open, pretending not to stare at Bram as he starts eating, so it’s cramped in here. There’s only one empty spot. Bram seems to clock that immediately. He pauses for a second, looking at the situation like he’s solving a puzzle, then he takes a quiet breath. “Don’t shift, guys, I can make it work,” he says, putting me on the floor before sitting down and grabbing my arm without hesitation. And then he just pulls me to him, until I’m sitting sideways across his lap. I can feel everyone's weirded out eyes on me and I know this is fucking awkward, but you couldn't pay me to give a shit right now. “Give a piece of toast, dad,” Ce
"So..." I let out when we're all just sitting on my old couch beside each other, "What are we watching?""We can't decide," Celeste murmurs, grabbing the remote to scroll through the options, and I can feel a pair of very intense male eyes burning into the side of my face. I don't even have to look to know it's fucking Charlie, still analyzing me like I'm a long-term investment he's definitely not sure about. He's so intense, it's impressive. But I need to do something about that before he decides to run a background check on my soul."Have you guys ever watched The Lord of the Rings?" I ask, turning to him like we're about to have a completely normal bonding moment. He doesn't respond in any way, just stares at me like I've said something suspicious, "Because I think Annie looks like Frodo.""What?" he asks, actual confusion breaking through his intensity, which is honestly a win.Celeste immediately starts laughing, grabbing her phone to look up the character. "Is it the skinny, s
{ Abraham } I truly don't feel like going to work today. My sickness is gone and my ankle has calmed down after a quick visit from my physio, but I just don't feel like it. Still, the need to see Annie makes me get my ass up and drive myself to the building. And then, she never arrives. I try to give her grace for the first hour, maybe she's doing some important stuff, but then Linda walks into the office and gives me a pissed look when she notices I'm there, all alone. "Where's Anastasia?" "Not here yet," I shrug. She takes a deep breath, then gives me an up-and-down look before asking if I'm better. "Yep, it was just a sprain, but I'm good as new now." "I'm glad. Anyway, tell Anastasia to give me a call once she arrives," she murmurs before walking out of the office. And then, another hour later, she's still not here, and that's when my patience starts running out. "u alive?" I text her from my mom's phone. No reply. "You better not be dead." Still nothing. So I send one
{ Anastasia }Bram looks gorgeous even when he spent almost a whole day dying and shivering, and it honestly isn't fair. To me. Because I can't stop thinking about how much I didn't hate taking care of him or having him lie on top of me for hours, drifting in and out of consciousness only to mumble that he didn't want me to leave like I was a necessity in his life. That part sticks with me more than it probably should, and now that he's fully awake and looking at me like that again... it makes it very hard to act the way I should. Normal, I mean. Not like a needy fucking whore. But by now I know he won't judge me for it, so I just grab his face and kiss him. Bram kisses me back immediately, like there was never a question about it, like this is just the natural next step.There's still a faint trace of maple syrup on his lips and I suck on his lips without thinking twice, grinding my hips down on him. I want him."As," Bram murmurs against my mouth, his voice rougher now, distracte
We walk outside and I look at my shitty apartment through her eyes. It must look so fucking small and old and musty to her. This is probably the size of a guest bathroom in her daddy's home.But there's no way around it, she's already here. And has been for hours, apparently. The table is filled with food when we arrive, my mom moving around the kitchen like a crazy chef."You need help?" I ask, walking closer and pointing at the table so Annie can sit down. "I'm just finishing up. I forgot we had some berries, you should eat them," she murmurs, putting them on a plate. I grab it from her and bring them back to the table. Annie is sitting there, way too stiff and awkward. "Have some berries," I say and push the plate to her, then I return to my mom and get as close to her as I can without making it obvious, "Leave, please.""I will," she responds through her teeth, starting to clean up."Don't, I'll do that after," I offer and grab her by the shoulders to move her around. I really
{ Abraham }The first thing I register when I wake up is discomfort all over my body. The second is hunger. The third is warmth. Soft warmth under my cheek.Annie.I’m lying on top of her. My head is on her chest, her hand is buried in my hair, and her other arm is wrapped around my shoulders. She’s sleeping with her mouth parted softly. She looks peaceful for a moment, until she feels my head moving and wakes up way too easily, as if she was just barely asleep.“What the hell is going on?” I manage to ask. My throat feels scratchy, “What are you doing here?”She gives me a flat look, as if she’s annoyed by my question, and that’s when my brain starts waking up for real and I get flashes of Annie arriving at my room like a superhero, then… just laying underneath me. And I think I remember a kiss?“You called me yesterday, dumbass. And I’ve been here for like fifteen hours,” she finally responds, then starts pushing my shoulder as if telling me to move, “Can I use your bathroom? I re
We agreed Bram would pick me up at six to go to the wedding, so when someone knocks on my door at three PM, I completely freak out. Nobody knows I live here except my family and Bram, but my family doesn't have to knock because they have a key. And Bram is going to be here later.So, who the fuck
Bram is still holding onto my and standing way too close when somebody informs us we should go back to our seats because Hailey and Andrew are about to have their first dance before dinner. On our way to the table, a big guy steals Bram from me to talk his ear off, but I’m not alone for too long.
There's a record scratch in my head. A loud one. I give a slow blink before looking right into my big sister's eyes, trying to calm myself. We've never had issues with boys before. I mean, Chloe and Celeste probably have had some issues regarding that, but never with me. I'm four years younger tha
"What the hell is this?" my dad asks with a grossed out look when I start taking out the dinner I bought for us, "Ew." "Chili hot dogs, for all of us. Even you," I let him know, as I continue pulling the food out, "And chili fries. I promise, you'll like it." My dad keeps making faces the whole t







