- Hazel -
It's our anniversary today. Tristan and I are finally celebrating being one year together and he told me he has everything planned. All I need to do is meet him at the hotel. One of the best in the city.It's hard getting a reservation there. One has to apply and wait for months before a space is available. I blushed, walking out of the flower shop with a bouquet. I dipped my head in it and inhaled. The floral scent mix makes me feel even better.That shows how much he cherishes us. I'm still hyped about the whole thing and can't wait to tell Kate about it.I'm sure my phone will be buzzing with messages before I arrive at the hotel. Kate is my childhood friend and best friend. We planned to attend the same campus and follow the list we wrote as kids of how we want our lives planned till I met Tristan. That didn't change anything between us, but we're far apart in different states because now, Tristan and I are in the same university.Bad choice, I know, but how could I resist going to school with my hot boyfriend? It was like a dream come true for me, fulfilling my p*******t desires while doing couple stuff? How could I say no?A buzz from my back pocket diverted my attention and my hand reached out to it. Pulling my phone out. My thumb swiped to the side and I picked the call."Uh, hey Theresa? What's up?" I asked, supporting my phone to my ears with my shoulder while trying to balance my purse, the shopping bags and the flower bouquet in my hand."Seriously? Don't tell me you forgot." Theresa asked. I heard a pop from the other end and I could tell she was chewing gum."Forgot what?""Patty's show?""Uh.." I tried to remember, running my eyes at the sky. What show?"Her stage performance at the opera?"Oh wow. That seems huge but I can't remember. When did Patty sign up for a show? When did she become a dancer?"Hazel! The one we signed her into a month ago and forced her to attend rehearsals." Theresa beamed and I gasped, pulling my hand on my lips. Because the bouquet was in my hand, it slapped my face and I choked on some flower petals.I cleared my throat trying to remember. "How late am I?" I croaked, rushing to the traffic light. I pressed the button and waited for it to flash green, meaning passengers can walk."Thirty minutes early." Theresa sassed."Good. Text me the address and I'll be there!" I cut the call and held my phone to my face. I got the address notification and put it on my map. Calling an uber. He'll be here in ten minutes. I rolled my eyes and groaned. Just great! I huffed and slid my phone in my purse, having a meltdown. Patty will kill me if I am late. Theresa said we signed her into the show! How could I have missed this? I looked at my outfit. It's not bad, it just doesn't scream I-am-cheering-for-my-friend-on-her-big-day. But it'll do. It has to. I pulled my phone out of my purse, checked the time then dipped it back in. I really need a watch but my outfit really needs a make over.Ugh! I don't have time to go home for a quick change. I tapped my toe on the floor impatiently. The traffic light is still red. Come on, come on, how long does it take to make cars halt already? With annoyance I kicked the stand with my boots and regretted my decision instantly.My face reddened and I puffed my mouth with air to avoid screaming. I don't have time to wail, I need to get to Patty. To my advantage, it worked and I rushed to the other side of the road, walking in front of the restaurant I set my location in. I dug my hand in my purse and checked my phone. The uber will be here in seven minutes. Maybe I'll grab a take away bite for Patty. It's a good reason to explain why I'm late and my little apology. Plus the flowers! I cleared my throat and walked into the restaurant. My foot hurts, but this is my little punishment.*I snuck into the auditorium.Oh my God, it's crowded!I searched my online ticket and looked around to find my seat. I almost choked. Of course it's like Theresa to book us the front row. I made my way there and sat."Lucky you. The show was delayed." She grinned, filing her nails. Theresa studied me for a second. I know she checked out my outfit. "Classic." She murmured, taking her attention from me as music blared from the stage. I shrugged her reaction off and averted my gaze to the stage where the dancers made an entrance in their tutus, looking like white daisies.So I'm not late, that's all that matters.*The opera rose into chaos at the end of the performance as an uproar of applauses resonated through the walls. This has to be the classiest, and most interesting ballet show I've watched. And Patty was the star. I can't wait to meet up with her. I glanced at my phone screen.Then quickly catch up with Tristan. My cheeks reddened. I had no idea how late it had gotten. Our dinner starts in an hour but he hasn't called yet.At least this gives me time to actually get ready for it and put on something nice.Patty walked out, holding a napsack."Patricia!" I called, waving my have amidst the crowd hoping she'd see me or at least heard me. I called her name again, yelling this time. I caught her attention alright, but she's looking around like a lost duck.I frowned. "Behind you! Look behind you!" She did. For some reason, that got my temper to rise. "Your left Patricia!" She turned to her right. I slapped my forehead with my hand. "No. The other left... your right..... Patty!" With frustration, I walked up to her and tapped her shoulder. "Hey!" She flinched before turning."Omg, you made it! Heyy!" Patty sighed with relief, pulling her arm over me. "I thought it was a thief."I giggled, she literally thought if someone wanted to mug her, they'd approach her in broad daylight? Cute."I watched your show." I said and handed her the flowers and snack. "It's probably cold right now, but I hope you like it."The first thing Patty did was inhale the flowers. "Thank you Nut. Where are the girls?"Haha, okay, today, I'll let it slide. My friends sometimes call me 'Nut' because my name is Hazel and there's a thing like hazelnut. It's a boring joke but what can I say to change it when they've set their mind on it?"They're with Theresa, grabbing a snack. Ivy couldn't make it though. She got held at work but said she'll buy a copy to relive the moment." I don't know why I added that, but to get attention about my near lateness driven from me, this is my best shot. It's petty, but petty can be my middle name. My phone buzzed and I checked the time."Omg, Patty, I'll text you later, sorry for leaving this way, let's have a sleepover at your place tomorrow night, I'll fill you in!" I said and dashed out of the opera. My Uber just arrived. It's finally time for this girl to get ready and have the night of her life!- HAZEL -I got out of my bathroom in a short pink robe and newly styled hair. I did it myself. I obviously spent more time fixing my hair than washing my body and I won't be surprised if I'm late. My eyes scanned my room decorated with scented candles, I can feel the love already. Laying comfortably on my bed is an opened box of clothes, accessories and heels he wants me to wear. Tristan left it with a note. Put this on for me tonight. I'll pick you at nine. - Love Tristan. Just rereading that sent butterflies to my stomach. What's not to love about him? Who wouldn't want to be me at this moment? Just beside the gift box, is my phone. I sat on my bed, grabbing my phone. As expected, it's swarmed with messages and missed calls from Kate. I haven't even left yet and it's ten minutes to nine. I won't rush. It's not lady-like to do so. I'll make him wait. After all, men crave a little bit of delay from their love interest, right? I picked up the jewelry box and walked to my queen s
- KILLIAN -I was going through some folders on my desk when I my phone screen beamed with a notification. My phone is on silent but that dim glow caught my attention and I picked it up while pinching the bridge of my nose. I got a text from an unknown number. A client maybe. Or the vice chancellor. I unlocked my phone and tapped the notification. The person texted me 'hi'. I don't know if whoever it is doesn't know how laughable this is. Getting a text from an unknown number is one thing, no introduction after that text is another. I've been busy sorting out files tirelessly all day, so maybe this could be a good distraction. I responded. Personally, I'm not interested in the least, but I want to know if someone needs to get some work done and why this person was dumb enough to text with his or her actual line. I held my phone in my hand and exhaled, staring at the screen. 'We met at the grill. One of Resa's friends.'I read. That piqued my interest. It's normal for women to fa
- KILLIAN - She's drunk. I sat her in my car in the passenger seat, belted her up and walked to my side. It would be entirely different if she wasn't. I can't touch her the way I want to. I can't look at her either because she's vulnerable. I gazed at Hazel. She leaned her head on my window, in my suit jacket. A grin formed on my face. Despite her infuriating attitude when she's drunk, she is fun to look at. A very pleasing and amusing sight. My eyes traced her neck, down her torso then to her thighs. I swallowed and averted my gaze back to the road. I want to claim those thighs. Just being in between them stirred a feeling I thought I burried away. "Where are you taking me?" Hazel asked, staring ahead. "Home." I responded, keeping my eyes both on her and the road. "You know where I live?" I chuckled darkly. "No honey, my home." I watched her reaction to my words. She sat up straight and squeezed her thighs together. She's nervous. I want to ease her nerves but at the same ti
- Hazel - I couldn't move even if I wanted to. My knees are weak and his fingers are doing things to my body. Making me imagine sinful things. "I'm waiting." The deep baritone of Killians voice sent jolts of electricity down my spine. He's so close to me that I can barely breathe nor think. "Tell me how good I looked." I panted, trying to keep my dignity. I don't have it. I wanted this but now that he's making a move, it feels different. "Is that an order?" Killian asked, spreading my pussy lips for him. His finger circled my clit, forcing my head to rest on his chest. This is torture. The good kind. "Please." I begged. With his hands touching me like that, it's hard to speak properly. "I can't hear you." Killian said, kissing my neck. I titled my neck to the side to allow him. His lips feel so good on my skin. "Please tell me how good I looked. How much you wanted me." My words came out as a whimper amidst moans. Killian chuckled, pulling the robe down my shoulder to reveal my
- HAZEL -My eyes flickered open. I moaned and tried to turn to the other side of the bed. A hiss slipped out of my lips. My body hurts. I looked down at my feet. Especially my legs. I feel like a cripple. Not to talk of how bad my head hurts. I must've drank so much last night. I sighed and stared at the ceiling, still laying flat on my bed. Something flooded my mind. I had flashbacks of last night. I remember riding and hopping on his dick, riding him so hard till I couldn't. Then he continued. I bit my lips. I remember us being intimate all night. I remember falling asleep while enjoying the warmth of his body. Enjoying his touch... his strongs arms around me gave me a sense of protection. He took care of me. I ran my eyes around my room and exhaled. Now he's gone. Every bit of him and us last night is gone like it never happened. I am also in my room. I don't know how I got here, but knowing him from the short time we spent together, he might've called someone I know. Or dro
- HAZEL - I was fazed ever since I finished class and couldn't concentrate much in all of my classes throughout the day. I never expected to see him again, yet here I am, passing through the worst cliche of my life. I checked my guide and tried to find my way to my dorm. I couldn't say a word throughout his lecture. My mind went rogue, all I can think about is him. Imagine the horror I felt after knowing I slept with my professor. I swallowed. My sexy professor. I can't believe he's much older than me. I thought he was about my age. Oh Lord, where did I go wrong? How on earth was he with us at the grill that day? What is going on?!Tell me you're not the least interested about the fact that you get to see him again and I'll rest my case. My mind taunted. I bit my lower lip in response. I am in fact intrigued. Maybe this gives me a chance to figure out his name or continue from where we left off. I shook the thought out of my mind. I thought transferring to a new campus would be
- KILLIAN -Kate stood up. She whispered something in my ear before leaving, leaving Hazel and I alone for a while. A smile formed on my face as I stared at Hazel. She looks anxious. Ridiculously and vulnerably anxious. "She's in the loo." I whispered under my breath, telling Hazel. Even that made her gasp. I watched her reaction carefully. She looks uncomfortable. Very uncomfortable and I don't like it. Although, I think I kind of love how she's squeezing her thighs underneath the table. I tilted my chin up with a smirk. "You can relax, I don't bi-" I started but got cut short with a yell. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" Hazel whisper-yelled at me. "I'm going to pretend I know where you're headed." I retorted calmly. "Pre-" She paused to catch her breath. "Pretend?.. I don't know, like, what the fuck?!" Hazel leaned her hand on the table, pushing her upper bod forward. Her lips parted and from the frown on her face, I could tell she was about to say or do the meanest thing
- HAZEL -Looking for another word for dick? I'll gladly recommend Killian. How he pretends like I'm non-existent shocks me to an incredible amount. I clenched my fists on my thighs, narrowing my gaze at him while fighting the urge to kick his feet from underneath the table. Did watching them kill me slowly? Yes, I felt my heart rip again into a million pieces. Did I stop looking? No. Do I have a choice? No, not really, unless I want to give myself out. I'd hate it if Kate thought I didn't get along with her fiancé when it's exactly the opposite. Very much far from the opposite. We got along quite too well. Ugh! Fuck my mind! It's not meant to be against me! I rolled my eyes and exhaled. It'll crush Kate to know the truth. Now I don't know which is worse. Lying and pretending it never happened or telling her and risking her heart break and our friendship being ruined. I know the right thing to do, but right now, I don't want to be that good girl. I glanced at both of them. A w