•11• Priscilla

I can’t believe I just saw Gerrard Southerford in the flesh. 

In the flesh. Way too literally.

I swear I can’t get that image of his out of my head even now as I zip out of his property, afraid that if he loses it- scratch that- afraid that if I lose it, fuck’s going to happen. 

I’m kind of embarrassed the way he told me to get out of his house when he was the one who told me to come in the first place, but now that I think about it?

I’m relieved he told me to leave. 

Because heaven knows what I would’ve done had he not.

That man seriously gave my vagina a heartbeat so strong it still won’t go away.

I gulp.

I’m only just about to push the gates to his property open when headlights make spots dance in my vision. 

I throw an arm over my face. 

Tyres screech to a halt a minute later, and it&rsquo