'Yea, me too.' Ricky replied, and with a move as swift as a fly buzz, he tipped her chin and captured her lips in his, softly. It was quick, but the message was conveyed rightly. 'Thanks, Jade.' He kissed her again and she stared at him, starstruck. 'Why do you look so surprised? I've wanted to do that for a long time, and, it's not the first time we're kissing anyway.' He was rambling and he knew it, but her expression had thrown him off. He hadn't expected her to look this... shocked, confused.Jade blinked, realising herself. 'No, it's not it. It's just that... You've never kissed me like this before.''Like what? Like I'm grateful, like this?' They didn't realise it, but their voices had dropped to low whispers. He placed a soft kiss on her nose and she chuckled lightly.'What is it?' He asked, but chuckled along with her, completing what had become the Mears family ritual to her by

She had closed her eyes, and only nodded, saying nothing. It was better for him, her voice may have thrown him over the edge and embarrassed him into finding his release without any friction.He poured the muscle repair cream into his palms first, rubbing together before applying it on her legs, those soft straight legs that were sexy in heels. He focused on her tense muscles, ignoring her soft whimpers into the pillow which gave him other ideas. He avoided her butt as he went up, giving attention instead to her thighs-fleshy and tanned. Her bronze skin glistened underneath the light, and he remembered nights before when he had explored her body and left marks. Faint lines were still on her back, it gave him a sick satisfaction. 'You've washed off the dye?' Ricky had decided then that a conversation might keep the mood cool to an extent. Nothing could cure him of this, but a dialogue to keep his brain busy might keep him sane for some time. 

  'Nothing will get in the way.' She could say nothing else, but at that time, she had never felt Anderson Raquel talk to her about anything personal as she just did. Like a mother who wanted her to succeed.   'Okay then, enjoy yourself, you're in your prime anyway. I'll stop being a bitch about it. He does seem to be serious about you.' And before Jade could respond, she added in a conspiring whisper, very much unlike her personality. 'I saw him doing the walk of shame this morning when I came to wake you up for your exercise.' Again, stunning her, she winked and left.  Jade wanted to cry as the door closed in her face. Next she was smiling, and then laughing like a maniac. She was happy, not just because she had cleared the air with the mean woman. No, that couldn't even be the source of her happiness. It was because her own manager, mean old Raquel had admitted that Ricky was looking at her in a serious way.   Well, if only they

'He insulted her about not having a father. Then, she insisted on talking to you, babbling nonsense about wanting to call you daddy. I was coming to apologise beforehand. That was it.' Jade wondered afterwards as she equally took a seat on the bed, how she had managed to say the words without stuttering.  Ricky froze internally, feeling his body increase its degree of perspiration. He didn't know what he was feeling and what he wasn't. He felt honoured that the little girl had thought of him, but paired with it was a feeling of fear; fear that he might disappoint her. He didn't even know the kind of disappointment he would probably put her through, all he knew was that he was lacking. Terribly. He wondered what Jade was thinking looking at the beach with his corridor doors open. Was she thinking of how to distance herself away from him since her baby girl was showing signs of getting attached to him? After all, she was intelligent enough to know that he wasn't father ma

  The human hormones were tricky; they adapted to one's mood and took control of their emotions. It switched sides like a fickle mistress as well, and once it did, left regrets spewing in the brain, abandoning the individuals to the decisions they had taken based on their previous hormones.   Its effect was endless, Ricky thought as he dressed up after taking a shower, one of which was how fast he had metamorphosed from a poet to a philosopher in few minutes. He couldn't be blamed anyway, one wasn't expected to have his self-esteem killed and not bring it up with self-motivating speeches.   You are nothing but an ass     And always will be.  His doorbell chimed and he strapped his watch into place, checking the time before opening the door. Ginger stood at the other end hugging her tablet to her chest with her face made up and her hair pulled into two ponytails.