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I Want You To Be Here

Author: Ethel
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-30 16:45:54

Elle

There's a body next to me.

Well, under me.

But the technicalities don't matter because someone is in fact breathing next to—under me and loudly might I add.

"Is this always going to be a thing with you?"

My heart drops to my stomach. That voice — smooth, teasing and dangerously familiar — coils around me like smoke.

Slowly, I pry my eyes apart, hoping, no—praying that I’m wrong.

But I’m not.

Because Aaron is lying there, shirtless, one arm propped under his head, the faintest smirk tugging at his lips like he finds my reaction utterly, entirely amusing.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

"There you are."

I shut my eyes again and this time I pry myself away from his chest and attempt to roll to the other side of the bed, away from him, but he stops me, wrapping an arm around my waist, pulling me back and keeping me locked against him. He leans down and his lips gently brush against the outer shell of my ear.

I let out a groan, but it's not from irritation. The hem of my shirt had somehow ridden up
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    Hi Dear Reader 👋🏽 You've probably noticed that I've been struggling to keep a steady updating schedule these last few weeks. My older readers may be aware but I have a busy schedule. I'm a student, and I also juggle a full time job in addition to writing and while I love writing it's becoming increasingly difficult to keep up with my schedule. I either disappoint my readers or myself and that's something I don't want to do. Plus I've been suffering from a severe writers block. I feel like everything I write is trash and I'm not sure if my new chapters align with the story I originally intended to tell. So because of this I've decided to take a break. At least for a week. I'll try and be back once the week is over. I want to use this time to go through my notes of the story as well as re-read this book but most importantly I want to use this time to rest. I think a huge reason for my burnout is because I'm stressed. A friend advised me to take a break and she's right. I need it a

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