I catch her arm as she brushes past me, pulling her to me gently but firmly, it worries me that she was casually walking away from me like that.Holding her shoulders and watching her expression with a frown, trying to figure out what her expression meant, I mean she isn’t smiling, and I have associated her with huge grins and smiles that literally light up my life, with this neutral, guarded expression she has right now, I don’t know what to make of it. “Is something wrong?”She tries and fails to pry my hands off her, her fingers peeling mine, but I keep them glued to her skin, ignoring the sparks that fly from the skin contact, I know something is wrong, I don’t know how to fix it. “Nothing is wrong, I want to go home.” she says giving up on my fingers, she doesn’t look at me when she speaks.I don’t like it, I don’t like that she wants to leave, I spent the entire day waiting and just when she arrives, she wants to leave? I also don’t like that she isn’t looking at me. “You j
I had been so excited at work today, breezing through work with a dope like grin plastered to my face. Lucy had done a double take when she saw me grinning like I won the lottery, not one complain from me when she gave me reports that belonged to everyone else to complete. Maybe it was because of the coffee, or what he said when he handed me the cup, but I sipped on it slowly, well until it was turning to iced coffee, while I worked. And before I knew it I was done, everything piled up on my desk demolished and I was ready to head back to him. “Miss Vega, Mr. Conan Vega would like to have a word.” Fredrick, my oldest brother’s glorified male servant says with the pinched expression I am certain he developed after working with someone like my eldest brother for as long as my brother has been the heir to the everything that came with the Vega name. Usually hearing such statement made my stomach squeeze with unease, my mind immediately going into panic mode. Today however, maybe bec
I found myself humming the tune that was played during the show from last night as I worked, my feet felt a little lighter, actually more than a little lighter, it was like I shed a thousand pounds overnight and if I jumped maybe my fingers would graze the white fluffy clouds. It’s barely seven in the morning, why were the clouds already so white and so big??Then she walks in. I could have sworn I hear church bells somewhere in the distance, and the sun was directly behind her, wind in her hair. She flashes me a smile that seems very conspirator-y, a small smile of my own is flashed at her and she winks, standing at the very back of the queue, I am dissatisfied by this, I want to her to be right in front of me. My solution is to hurry with everyone else’s order, and finally it gets to her turn, she stands in front of me in a white blouse and a black blazer on top of it, with pants to match. Just last night I had not only been kissing those lips like crazy, the feeling of her skin
The door to my apartment is barely open when I turn towards him, crushing my mouth to his, lips colliding like we waited forever when in reality it had been a couple of hours. His kisses are much more, intoxicating, wild, hungry. During the show our hands were locked the entire time, we both watched with attention but the hungered desire never went away, it was there during the show, eyes meeting for a second, through smiles, unspoken words, the ride back home was worse. We were both choking on the thick desire that clogged the car, how we managed to wait and pretend until we reached my front door is very surprising to me. My fingers clutch his shirt as the kiss deepens, our feet stumbling as we navigate clumsily through the doorway, his fingers run along the wall searching for the light switch, flooding the room with bright light. I switch our positions, pushing him against the wall,“Keep the lights off.” I pant between kisses,“I want to see your face.” he grunts, switching ou
The door to my apartment is barely open when I turn towards him, crushing my mouth to his, lips colliding like we waited forever when in reality it had been a couple of hours. His kisses are much more, intoxicating, wild, hungry. During the show our hands were locked the entire time, we both watched with attention but the hungered desire never went away, it was there during the show, eyes meeting for a second, through smiles, unspoken words, the ride back home was worse. We were both choking on the thick desire that clogged the car, how we managed to wait and pretend until we reached my front door is very surprising to me. My fingers clutch his shirt as the kiss deepens, our feet stumbling as we navigate clumsily through the doorway, his fingers run along the wall searching for the light switch, flooding the room with bright light. I switch our positions, pushing him against the wall,“Keep the lights off.” I pant between kisses,“I want to see your face.” he grunts, switching our
“I love, absolutely adore Rachel Park, she is like my role model, always has been. The first day I attended her recital years ago, I literally fell in love with sheet music and her at once. I never cried so much at once.” Regina gushes as I drive, her arms are gesturing, huge gestures, the excitement in her voice pulls me in and I cannot wait to share the moment with her. “Isn’t it fate that it’s her music they would be using for the show?? How big of a coincidence is that?” From what she has told me, Rachel Park is a celebrity in their world, so it’s not much of a coincidence her song would be used, but I can’t ruin her excitement, instead I nod and smile, even peering into her phone screen when she shows me a picture of Rachel Park. “Radiant, isn’t she?” she says wistfully, staring at her phone screen, to me she was the radiant one right now, glowing brightly.“For a while I dreamt I would be the next Rachel Park, our names even starts with the same letter, then when I handed