If He Had Been With Me Age Rating Novels & Stories

He disappeared into the kitchen. I sat comfortably, crossing my long legs. Marcy kept staring at me—admiration written all over her face. I scoffed. "Stop staring, kid. I know what you're thinking. I don't do underaged girls." She exploded. "UNDERAGED?! I'm twenty-nine!" I smirked. "Old enough to be my child. I'm not your mate, kid." She glared. "Oh yeah? How old are you? You look twenty-five. Maybe thirty."

Sending a rush of pleasure through me. "I only said that you’re going to need stuff that is maybe a little too explicit for a thirteen-year old’s eyes… I’m not fucking wrong, am I, Amore Mio?" Our eyes met, my core throbbing under his intense gaze. No, he wasn’t wrong… because there was plenty that I wanted to buy… and he was right. Some of it, I don’t think it would be suitable for a thirteen-year-old… "You’re never fucking wrong." I whispered, using his language.

"How old are you?" Those were the first words that came out, and I tilted my head to look up and meet his eyes. Gun Min He had 'what the fuck' written all over his face. "That is not relevant. Have you come with the information I asked you for?" I asked coolly. The shock disappeared, and a dark expression shadowed his face. "I do not deal with kids." He went past me. "You know my age doesn't change the fact that I have your grandmother's details." I turned to look at him, and he turned to me, furious.

I grit out. “Passcode,” he demands. I glare at him before telling him the code, which is my birthdate. “Eight, twelve, zero, three.” His eyebrow raises. “Birthday?” I shrug. “Perhaps.” He shakes his head, keying in the code. “At least I know you’re legal, then.” His eyes narrow. “Eighteen years old and ripe for fucking.” I wrinkle my nose in disgust. “You’re a pig.” What the fuck is he looking for?

He seemed hypnotized by my action and I cleared my throat, thinking quickly. Maybe he was mulling action against me for entering the club being underage? I was not sure about the age limits but …Thinking quickly, I stammered, ’Eight...I mean Twenty,’ I said, trying not to look away.

"And you are one of the bravest people I have ever met. Even if it was you in those videos, but at a legal age, no one has a right to judge you." "Why do you specify the legal age?" "Because if it's not a legal age, then it will be safe to assume that you were not mature enough to make such decisions about your life. I'm glad you found a body double, because if you made the videos for real with someone older, I don't care if you would've been the one who suggested it, I would have him arrested today." I smile at him and then lay my head on his shoulder. We sit in silence, listening to the sounds of the birds.

He whipped around and I noticed the pain in his eyes. “I … I …” He walked over but he didn’t sit on the bed beside me. I could see in his eyes that he was in turmoil. Why? Okay, so he was a couple of years older than me. I would have liked to date someone closer to my own age, but does age really matter that much? “You wouldn’t want to be with me. Our kind … My people …”

Grabbing the blanket on the sofa, I tried to get comfortable, hoping the pain would stop soon. “So, why is this your favorite movie anyway? Because you watched it with your dad or something?” Cas asked before I pressed play. “We didn’t actually have a chance to watch it together. He died when I was fourteen, and this movie is PG-16. But I guess part of it is because it was his favorite movie. I actually prefer the second one, but you can’t watch the second one without seeing the first.” Winking at Cas, implying he would need to watch another movie.

Maybe a drug or cigarette, I had no idea. “You’re twenty-three. The perfect age for marriage.”

Can I ask what the deal was? "Of course, After I told him that I wanted everything he did, I also told him that I understood why he told me early but that I had always imagined meeting my mate at 18... that I had always imagined... mating at 18..." Several growls start bouncing off the walls of the guard room but I ignore them and carry on. "Thankfully, because he believed what I said he agreed to wait until I was 18 before we did anything... sexual including kissing which I was fucking grateful for, because not only did it keep Bonnie safe it also gives me time to turn 18 an-"