Se connecterI knew I had messed up the minute I left Shark's house in yesterday's clothes. I know accepting a ride from him would have probably made life easier but alas, my pride got in the way. So I made my 'walk of shame' back home. The bus ride wasn't so bad. Not too many people out this early but I still felt like all eyes were on me. Especially when I disembarked and started the trek back home. You wanna know the worst part about all this?I just lost my virginity.Something I had always valued and held sacred. Something that was always supposed to be special. All to a one night stand with a guy who obviously didn't care. I wrapped my arms around myself fighting back tears. I felt so disgusted with myself giving my body away so easily. I still smelt like him... still felt his arms around my body, still felt his lips kissing me. It's funny how someone could touch you and just have it not mean anything to them. When I got to the door, I sucked in a breath before opening the doorm
My eyes fluttered open as light poured in through the windows. My eyes looked around the room and widened when I realised where I was. Oh my gosh. I felt a heavy arm draped around me and heard the sound of loud snoring. I turned around and my heart skipped a beat. Oh my gosh! I lifted the comforter that covered us both seeing that I was in my underwear. Did I just sleep with Shark? As in did I just have sex with Shark? The answer was obvious. Yep, I lost my virginity to Shark. Right here on this bed.Wait, what time was it? My hand roamed tbe bedside table and I picked up my phone. I flipped it around to look at the screen and my blood immediately ran cold. Twenty five missed calls from Hayden, thirty from Scott and the same messages over and over again. Where the hell are you? "Crap." "What was that?" Shark's voice came from behind me. I turned around to see him slowly waking up, groggy and half asleep. And not to mention... sexy. Gosh Mia! Get a grip. "Uhm..." I q
We were silent for the first few minutes of the car ride before Shark spoke. "So, do you want to tell me what that was about?" The question felt comical. Everything that happened felt comical. At this point, I fekt like a magnet for drama and danger because what do you mean a month couldn't so much as go by without something like this happening? I let out a short laugh. Shark turned to furrow his brows at me probably thinking I had gone insane. I pinched the bridge of my nose. "That, was my father. He's kind of the worst man on earth and he basically came over to rub it in my face that my brother is dead and promise to pimp me out the moment I turn eighteen. So yeah, amongst other things he's basically trying to single handedly ruin my life." Shark took his eyes off the road for a second to glance at me. "Amongst other things? You mean there's more?" I moved my hand to massage my temple. "You don't know the half of it." I muttered. Shark let out a huff. He seemed to get mo
I didn't let go of Shark's shirt. Actually, I was squeezing it so tightly, I knew I was in the process of wrinkling it. He turned to look at me. "Hey, you need to breathe." He spoke. I gulped and nodded. I was aware of what he was saying but it also felt like my brain was taking an extra ten seconds to process everything. Shark frowned. "I'm gonna get you out of here, okay?" I nodded absently again. My head was racing and I suddenly felt overstimulated by the lights and music of the bowling alley. All of it was suddenly too loud, too much. My grip tightened around Shark's shirt like I was afraid he would slip away and disappear. I thought he would yank my hand away. But he simply slid in closer. His head was above mine but close enough to me that he could whisper just for me to hear. "Are you okay?" He asked. "Yes." I spoke. I shut my eyes tightly and shook my head. "No." I huffed in frustration. "I don't know." My voice was shaking. "My mind is spinning." He didn't tell
Terry and Karen were losing. But apparently none of us were supposed to comment on that. It had gone from a simple game of bowling to the cold war as Terry and Karen kept going down with points and Branson and Craig kept soaring ahead. "That was totally a foul! Your foot went over the line!" Karen screamed as she marched up to where Craig stepped about to launch his bowling ball. Craig let out a huff. "Babe. I love you but you are totally projecting now because we're smoking your asses." "The only ass that's gonna be smoked is yours." Karen snapped at him. I flinched. Branson looked at me from where he stood and mouthed, "yikes."He then walked over. Craig and Karen were too busy arguing to notice and Terry was now lost on his phone seeming to not care about the couple's lovers spat. "How long do you think until they get us kicked out?" Branson asked me as he pulled back a chair and sat across from me. I pushed my bowl of nachos towards him. "Kicked out? I'm here wondering if
"Does this make me look fat?" Karen asked as she spun around in her super cute collared dress. Craig wrapped an arm around her and pulled her in close, making her giggle as he planted a kiss on her cheek. "Fat? You? Never. And anyone who argues is someone I will personally fight Mortal Combat style." He narrowed his eyes at the rest of us like one of us would dare argue. Terry rolled his eyes. "You two are so annoying, it makes me want to squirt lemon juice in my eyes." Karen's mouth dropped and she tossed a chip at him which Terry skillfully caught in his mouth at once and winked at them. The bowling alley wasn't as packed as I thought it would be considering it was a weekend. There were a few families and a few college age looking kids but other than that, we pretty much had the place to ourselves. Branson stood up and clapped his hands together. "Okay, everyone has their bowling shoes. I booked lane seven for us because seven's my luck number. Even though I don't need luck







