If I Stay 2 Novels & Stories

A small laugh leaves him, low and rough. God, I want to hit him. “You bastard!” I shove his shoulder. "Say it again." He leans a little closer. "You stay." That shuts me up for a second. "You stay with me. You come back. Every time." His Adam’s apple bobs, thick, so seductively masculine it makes my sore hole flutter. My jaw tightens. "I don't stay for you." He scoffs. "Sure." "I don't." "Then leave." He gestures to the door. “It's right there. Twenty feet. Freedom.”

"Unless you get better, I'm not going anywhere. Even if you ignore me for the rest of your life—even if you never speak to me again—I'll still stay with you." "Winnie…"

In my mind I was only thinking for myself but witnessing the situation here makes me want to protect them, but I can't do it alone I should stay compose and pretend to be one of them, but suddenly a policeman arrives

I stepped back without a word. Her expression froze before irritation spread across her face. “Shane, we are already married. So what if I did not save my first time for you? Do you need to make such a big deal out of this? You managed to hold back for five years. Why are you acting like this now?” I stayed silent. Suzanna opened her mouth to continue. Before she could speak again, Eric walked out without a shirt and wrapped an arm around her waist. “Suzanna… help me…”

she answered, a shy smile spreading across her face, making her dimples more visible. “I knew it. yes, we are all allowed to” Morris replied with a triumphant smile. “I’ll be heading to my room; my old legs can’t hold me for too long” James said as he turned back to leave. “Alright James, I will come check on you later” "I’ll be anticipating your coming, just don’t take too long” James rolled his oxygen tank away, as he walked into a lobby Patricia smiled, looking at Morris who smirked, she shrugged. Then Patricia sat on the chair beside Morris.

Harmony I was trying to prevent myself from shaking while I was staring at my laptop. I don’t know what to feel about a post on Friendbook related to me. While I was trying to calm down, I continued to stare at a photo posted with a mocking caption. It was me, standing on a stage while in the midst of holding back my tears. The caption says, "Wow, look at your dumb rich girl stuttering through a debate. Is that all you can do? "

I devoured them almost instantly, at how hungry I was. The night fell soon, and it was time for Amber- yes I got to know her name- to close the shop. Now, the question arises where would I stay the night? “Do you have a place to stay, dear?” I shook my head. Her smile upturned down, “I live with my roommate sharing the place. Where will I have you to stay?” she mumbled the last part to her herself but I heard. “Can I stay here? I will close the shop and can open it early in the morning also.” She looked unconvinced. I didn’t expect her to agree at the bizarre idea.

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Curious beyond belief. But I couldn’t force out the words. Not wanting him to stop, or to make it weird. But I could say something else. “I’m going to stay, Kane.” His head lifted and his eyes narrowed. “What did you say to me?” “I want to stay with you…Be yours…”

“The end?” “The end of them having power over you,” I clarified. Something in his expression shifted at that. Something real. He looked back up at the ceiling, like he was turning the idea over in his mind. “The end…” he repeated quietly. “Yes,” I said. “And the beginning of you finally being free of all of it.” Another long pause. Then, finally. “You'll Stay,” he said. I squeezed his hand gently. “I am here to stay. I’m not going anywhere.”