Ariel And Eric Age Gap Novels & Stories

Chapter 6 Ariel POV To cut the long story short, I went to bed yesterday hungry, after I made their bed. I didn't have enough sleep all through the night, since my stomach couldn't stop making noise. I thought I won't last the night, but glory be to God, I woke up this morning, breathing fine, although my body was weak and I felt like I was going to die. My phone beeped while I was still on the bed, and I lazily reached out for it, swiping the unlock button to see that it was a message from Amy.

He smiles widely at Aris and Aris does the same, loosing a disbelieving chuckle, and he hops down onto the dock and embraces the fellow. “Gods, I haven’t seen you in years,” the stranger says, blue eyes shining wolflike in the darkness. He smiles up at me with a little salute–charming, but curious. “I didn’t mean to interrupt.” “Posey,” Aris says, his face alight with what I can only describe as joy, “this is Eric. We went through wolf training together as kids.” “And warrior training in Moonrise after that,” Eric continues with a smirk. “But he went back to his fancy castle while I stayed on and got the shit beat out of me for a decade further, by his brother-in-law..”

All the makeup made her uncomfortable no matter how thin the layer was. "We are done ma'am," the head among them spoke and she looked up to her. "How old do you think I am?" Ariel asked but she didn't reply. "I'm 25, get that into your head next time you call me ma'am. Just leave," she got up and went on the bed. They bowed and left then she followed then after few minutes. She was so hungry making her angry with everyone. Damian was already on the table but was scrolling through his phone instead of having breakfast.

The age gap between the happy couple was exactly 10 years. As the only son of a diplomat, he was home-schooled for his safety. Catherine was Eric’s private tutor when he was a young teenager. Apparently, they fell in love early on but Catherine was fired and sent away. As it was, he never got over her so he went back to her. It was pretty obvious that Imogen was just a rebound relationship to please Henry's traditional parents. When he turned 20, he was ready to pick up where he left off with Catherine.

Ezra across the room. Twenty-one now. Still somehow attached to Sergio. God help me. The others had their own lives too. Erian, my Velcro child, was twenty. Still raising hell. Esme, fifteen and finally social enough to make friends. Eli, twelve and still wanting his mama. My baby girl, Erica. Eleven and refusing to share her dad. Jobs. Relationships. Problems I had to fix. Choices I couldn’t make for them. I’d spent years thinking fatherhood was keeping shit from happening.

I point out. This time it’s Eric who laughs. Then wipes his mouth with his hand as if to pull his grin from his face. “Except Annie is not dead. She’s standing right here,” I tilt my head to the side. “You really don’t get it, do you? I am not the same Annie you knew five years ago.” Eric looks me up and down. “That much is evident, my Annie would never even consider dating anybody else. She was always loyal,”

“Y-Yes. Is that okay?” Her children screamed in excitement. Even Macy and Marcus came over to join in. They clapped their hands. “Wow! Our mom’s turning into a young woman!” Martha laughed. Vangie’s cheeks turned even redder. “What’s with you guys? This is so embarrassing.” Marica shook her head. “No, Mom! It’s fine with us.” “But kids, he’s younger than me.” “Young? How old is he?” Mabel asked. “Thirty.”

Arabella couldn’t help to ask. Eric smiled. He focused on playing the keyboard and looked at her again. “Well, there’s a person I want to see and after long years she still caused my insomnia that’s why I’m here.” He answered while his eyes were on the keyboard. “She… Girlfriend? Your wife?” Arabella asked with a puzzled expression. Upon hearing her, Eric chuckled. “None of the above.” “Then who is she?” Arabella’s curiosity aroused but before Eric could answer the piece reached the finale. They ended it perfectly.

There's really something about him that makes me want to go meet him again and maybe tell him about how I've felt. “That sounds lovely, Eric. I would love to be on a date with you.” And I think it's time to go outside and just have fun. Sophie is big enough now. She can stay with Anne just for tonight and play with Gaston too. Gaston is three-year old handsome boy of Anne and Brad. It's crazy how much things have changed. They're perfect together. They deserve one another. I think I just never really had expended time to consider both of them. That they could really be in love with each each. In fact they are. Brad had to let me go. He has to. It's just not us. Some people are just meant for

Arie and Lauren have been marked and mated for about three years, but they still act like honeymooners. Right now I’m just grateful that the two of them are here so I don’t have to do all of the socializing on my own. All of these ritzy rich people are hard to be around after a while. Arie grabs his glass and as he brings the cup towards his lips he says, “You know, Elijah is going to be pissed that he missed this party.”