This is lovely. "Whoo!" Imogen squealed happily as she walked past me and jumped on my bed. I chuckled. "This is the best choice you have ever made!" she said. "Thank you," "No, thank you, Don Morelli. He only had to fuck some sense into you and look." She snickered, making me frown playfu
"You had your first sex in high school, Imogen." "Yeah I know that. I meant good sex like what you had. I am yet to have it, so I am still a virgin." I shook my head, chuckling. "You are impossible." "I am serious. You can't count what I did in high school as sex. They are all child's play.
He is dressed in a black shirt and black trousers, looking between Imogen and me. I shared a nervous look with Imogen and returned my gaze to him. Geez. I was instantly reminded of the nightmare that morning. The gun in his hand and the way he almost killed. Okay, he did actually kill me.
"We have been waiting for you for minutes now," she said. "I apologize, Ms Mitchell. I overslept." I said. "Let's go quickly," she said, and I entered the bus. I sensed her joining me as I walked along the pathway, searching for an empty seat. A few eyes were on me as I continued scouting for
I fucking want more. And more and more of it. Fuck, Evie. I hit my temples a bit. You literally just had a nightmare about his son trying to kill you for fucking him, and now you want him again? Seriously. Fuck yes. I do want him again. I want him badly. I know I shouldn't be saying
I held onto the sheet that was covering my chest as my heart begged to explode. Mario is literally in my room! How is this..... What is he doing here?! He raised his brows at me, adding to my absolute terror. He didn't see his dad, did he? "Surprised to see me, sweetie?" he asked, smirking