A Week Away 2 Novels & Stories

“It’ll be only two weeks at most. I promise.” She pouts at me angrily, but her feet sing a different tune, they’re stroking my crotch with such precision I wonder how no one has noticed her legs moving yet. She moves her feet gently teasingly... so gently, my cock twitches in response. I'm half hard just by staring at her, and I swear I want to dump this dinner and skip to the moment where we'll have her naked on our arms. “Two weeks?” she asks, brow arched, leaning closer. “What’s so important that you have to be away that long?”

Then her expression shifts. Just slightly. And immediately my stomach drops again. Because here comes the catch. “There is one complication.” Of course there is. “How complicated?” She winces. “Two weeks.” I frown. “Two weeks of what?” “Travel.” The word lands heavily between us. “Starting this weekend.” My chest tightens. “How much travel?” Another hesitation. Never a good sign. “I’ll be gone the full two weeks.” The room suddenly feels smaller. “What?” “Honey—”

"When are you leaving? And where are you going?" "The day after tomorrow," Haven replied. "I'll be gone for two weeks. I hope that when I return, we might be ready to talk. Really talk, also I’ll be going to a remote island to clear my head and I’ll be off grid to business and all sorts.." Alexis nodded almost imperceptibly, still not looking at him. Haven lingered for a moment, hoping for more, but when it became clear that Alexis had nothing else to say, he retreated back into the apartment with a heavy heart.

“I’d like to take you somewhere. Just us. For a week. No keep. No wolves. No lists. A small cabin north of here, on the lake at the foot of the mountains, that the alphas of Ashford have used for generations when they needed quiet with their mates. I’d like to take you there. Soon. Before the deep winter closes the road.” She stared at him. “You want to take me away. For a week. Alone.” “I want to take you away for a week alone. Yes.” “Can the keep spare us?” “For a week, in early winter, with the patrols set and Davyn here and your father within walking distance? Yes. The keep can spare us. I’m not asking permission. I’m asking you.” She felt her face warm in the cold room. Not from heat al

She gradually grew impatient and rarely went home anymore. When she thought of this, Sienna slapped herself hard across the face. What on earth had she done? A long series of beeps came from the other end of the line. She smiled bitterly. This was the first time in her life that Callum had not answered her call. All night long, Sienna smoked cigarettes, though she had already quit. The floor was littered with cigarette butts. Early the next morning, Matt leisurely finished all his tests at the hospital and had his wounds bandaged.

All those moments I'd held dear for seven years. I've learned that when heartbreak reaches its peak, the pain in your chest goes numb. All that's left is a hollow, bone-deep emptiness. I turned calmly and walked away with my suitcase. My phone buzzed. It was a message from the wedding planner. [Mr. Duggan, Miss Clayman just confirmed the removal of the photo wall. Also, the vows have been revised with Dylan's input. Are you still certain you want to cancel the wedding?] I stared at the screen, then smiled faintly. I typed back: [Yes.]

For the next two days, Brandon never came home. The only updates I got were from Hannah's social media. She posted about her life constantly, and Brandon was in every single photo. A bitter smile tugged at my lips. I packed my bags and was about to leave the house for good when Hannah texted me. "Come to Luxe Bridal Boutique. You'll want to see this." I took a deep breath. I wanted closure for this relationship. And I wanted to give Brandon one last chance to prove he wasn't beyond redemption.

Andy said, shaking his head. Kevin went into his room and packed up his bags. As soon as his two weeks were up, he was gone. He’d be more than ready to leave by then. This was going to be the longest two weeks of his life. He laid on his bed and for the first time in almost six years, a real smile crossed his face.

Katy Two weeks should not be so long but these past two weeks have especially when you are constantly away from your mate. It had been two weeks since Darvis's funeral. Two weeks since we'd left that toxic pack behind and returned home. Two weeks of helping Nova settle into an apartment near her mother's house and making sure she had everything she needed for Aria. I have been there for late-night talks when the grief became too much. Two weeks of barely seeing Lucian except in passing.

~~~~~~~~~~Two Weeks Later~~~~~~~~~~ It had been two weeks since then and Arden had gotten tired of staying indoors. Not as if he was bored, but he just wanted to be out of the mansion, and plus the fact that his school would be holding a trip before the Barristers’ Gala. Arden had promised himself that he would not miss those two events no matter what.