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I held him back, placing my hand flat against his chest, admiring his view. His body was lean, with just the right amount of muscle outlining his skin. I let my hands wander down his chest, over his pecs and down over his small protruding abdominal muscles until I reached the waist of his jeans.He was breathing heavily, and I wanted to open my mouth against his only to breathe him in.His skin was so soft, and I let my fingers linger a little longer over the trail of hair leading from his navel down into pants.My fingers stop at his belt and I look up at him, my eyes asking him permission. He nods his head, answering my unspoken question.My fingers begin to shake as I unbuckle his belt, a mix of excitement and nervousness coursing through my veins. He slips out of his shoes, using his feet while I'm busy with his belt and he quickly pulls off his socks behind him. After what feels like too long, I eventually get the buckle undone and pull it out of his pant loops in one pull."Ta-d

My alarm scared me awake. I reached on my bedside table and switched off the alarm in my phone.Zac snored peacefully in my ear his arms wound tightly around me the way we fell asleep. When I tried to get out of Zac's arms, he pulled me tighter towards him and he groaned."I've got to get ready for work, Zac.""Hmm don't go," he responds, his voice raspy, laced with sleep.I turn around, still in his arms until I face him. I reach my hand up and weave them onto his hair and he moans his appreciation."Not all of us have the luxury of not working, Zac," I teased."Hey! I work," he laughs with his eyes closed. I leaned into him, closing my eyes and letting my lips touch his softly."Zac?""Yes?" he responds."I need to pee," I say, and he chuckles."Sorry," he laughs and softens his grip around me."Thank you." I give him a quick peck before I remove myself from his arms and head to the bathroom. While I'm there I apply a quick layer of makeup and brush out my hair, making a quick braid

Emmett and I stood at the entrance of the door with the groceries in our hands. While Emmett was joking about not looking and places the groceries on the kitchen counter, I felt as if someone had punched me in the middle of the chest.I couldn't stop looking at Zac. When we walked into the house, they both stood there facing each other. Her hand was on his cheek, their faces were close together as if they just parted from kissing. Her shirt was in his hand and she stood in front of him wearing a white bra."I'm so sorry," the blonde girl said, and she frantically grabbed her shirt from Zac's hands. She quickly placed it over her head, adjusting it to her thin body.I was so shocked that I could barely register the pinching feeling in my face signalling tears, but I pushed them down aggressively.I was watching Zac. His eyes were wide as he stared back at me. Why was he the one who looked shocked?"Jesus, Zac. You know you do have a bedroom, right?" Emmett says, laughing. "Hi Sara.""H

The following week went on in a complete blur.Emmett held me until I cried myself asleep that night. I knew crying wouldn't solve anything but my trust in Zac had completely shattered.I called in sick that night at the Bar but knew I would have to go into Last Words in the morning and for the next following nights I couldn't sleep at all. I had grown so accustomed to having Zac by my side when we slept that without him now it was tough.I knew enough of Zac's day to day routine that I knew how to avoid him. I would walk to the Bar and Last Words and every time I did, I would curse myself for not finding a car sooner. Maddie often gave me a ride, but I hated to impose on her as it went out of her way.Even though I tried to avoid Zac as much as possible we still ran into each other from time to time at dinner or when I would walk out of my room and he was there. Every time we sat down to eat, there would only be a few words exchanged between the two of us, and someone would ask if ei

I turn the water on, dipping my hand underneath the stream to get the perfect temperature.I look in the mirror, while I'm waiting for the shower to heat up. My face and chest were flushed, giving the perfect amount of colour to my ivory skin. I take out my hair was its high ponytail, most of the hair had been pulled out from my rough movements on my bed. My nipples were stiff at attention from the cool night air and I cupped my breasts looking in the mirror. I didn't hate my body, I was short, stubby and curvy in all the right places. What I didn't like so much was the stretch marks vining up my hips and stomach, but even those sometimes I found to be quite beautiful."Are you mad?" He enters the bathroom, closing the door behind him. "What if someone saw you?" he gestured to my naked body and I turn my body away from the mirror to him. I was never ashamed to be naked in front of Zac. He looked at me as if I was gold and I loved the way my body affected him, which only gave me more c