LOGINIf she won't go out with me, I'll bring the date to her.
I spent the whole day setting up in my backyard, dragging out an old table and cleaning it up, stringing up lights between the trees, and making sure everything was perfect. I even managed to cook something that didn’t look half bad, despite not being the best in the kitchen. Simple pasta and garlic bread. Safe. She liked safe things.
This wasn’t about impressing her with some fancy dinner, though. It was about showing her I was serious—serious about her, about us. Maybe Celeste didn’t want to be seen with me in public, but here, behind the gate, it’s just us. No one else. No judgment.
Once everything is set, I grab my jacket and head to her house. I know she’s home. She’s probably holed up in her room, studying or avoiding me, whichever one it is today. But not tonight.
I jog up to the gate and knock. Nothing.
“Celeste!” I call out. No an
It’s Monday morning — that grey, sleepy kind of morning where the air still feels heavy from the weekend. I’m half awake, bag slung over my shoulder, hair barely cooperating, when I step outside and freeze.He’s there.Liam.Leaning against his car like he owns the world, black hoodie pulled up, one hand in his pocket, the other holding a cup of coffee. The street is quiet except for the faint hum of engines and early-morning birds but somehow, everything feels louder when I see him.My heart skips. My breath does that stupid fluttering thing it always does around him.“What are you doing here?” I ask, trying to sound casual, but my voice betrays me, too thin, too curious.He smiles, slow and deliberate. “I’m taking you to school today.” He pauses, his eyes glinting. “And every other day from now on.”I blink at him, caught between laughing and panicking. “I
I flip onto my back taking her with me. I look up at her and move her legs to my side making her straddle me. I don't think she realizes it but she grinds her pussy into me and I smile. Her mind might be fighting with her but her body wants me.I quickly sit up and go in foe the kill with a wet kiss. I plunge my tongue into her mou, making her moan as I fuck her mouth with mine.I tighten my arm around her waist, drawing her in until I can feel her heartbeat through the thin fabric between us. Her skin is warm, her hair brushes my jaw, and everything in me aches - not with hunger, but with something gentler, deeper.She calls out my name softly when I break the kiss and I kiss her neck, I mean to be careful, light. Just enough to let her know I’m there. But she breathes in sharply, and I feel her hand sl







