SUBMITTING TO MY BEST FRIEND'S FIANCÉ
He speaks so eloquently in a buttery, honey-like manner that would woo you even when the words are anything but nasty.
“I. .” I manage to say, sneaking another gaze to the side, looking at my bestie and her fiancé. “I want to be with Killian. It’s been so long.” I say, my voice soft. Recently, the further away I am from Killian, the more I crave him like I’m addicted to some drug which I can’t break away from and it’s all so new to me that it’s crazy. I mean, I’ve been madly in love with him and drawn to him yet during this past week, I would be lying if I said in all my clearheadedness I did not think about him. “Can you do that for me? Please?” I beg, my desire for this obvious in my tone.