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Fleur's said while looking at the stars above them. "I will take you here whenever you wanted, If you want I will marry you here," Memphis said and turn aside to look at her, Fleur do the same then he kissed her forehead. "Really? I would love to marry you under the stars," She smiled genuinely. "Yes, I will do everything to marry you here!" He smiled back. "I Love You, Love" She said. "I Love You More, Love" He answered and they looked back at the stars. ****** "That night was the most beautiful night I ever had with you," Bitterly she smiles, "but——— that is also the night that Dad found out that I'm coming out with you," She nodded and tries to hold her tears but it just flows out.

I guess Travis really wasn’t as bad as I thought. “What about the books I read?” “Weren’t you carrying a Romeo and Juliet and Wuthering Heights book around all the time?” “The movie?” “I slept next room to you about a hundred times. I could hear Drew Barrymore’s voice through the walls,” he replied. “I suppose I play Menudo a lot, huh,” I said. He rolled his eyes. “And the portrait of Ricky Martin that you drew is stuck on your bedroom wall,” he said. “So you got all that by observing?”

he says with a smile on his face. " You expect me to believe you?" I say looking at him suspiciously. " Believe it or not, there is nothing you can do right now? " he says." So please show me my room. " Hoe. " You got to be kidding me! "I curse under my breath. We follow the stairs to the next floor. The best part of this whole excursion is that there are only two rooms and one bathroom on the next floor. Both of which are connected to the same bathroom which means... My room is only two doors away from Liam's room. Look at the irony!

CARL. We went out several times, we went back to our games, and it seemed that we could not stop dreaming, living invented experiences, all based on those encounters, as if we were still strangers, just lovers, but strangely because in that way we got to know each other even more. Rather than boring us, the opposite happened.

"You guys live together but isn't like you don't know each other. It's been a month already and it still feels like you guys are strangers or something." Emma frowned. "I don't understand what you mean, Helen. If you think that just because we now live in the same place that he and I are both lovers then you are absolutely wrong." "I'm not talking about you two being lovers. With the way you behave around each other it's a wonder why you guys haven't rolled in the sheets yet." Helen replied with an eyeroll. "Then what exactly is it that you are speaking of?" "The fact that it doesn't even feel like you guys are roommates. It feels more like you coexist." Helen grumbled.

There, she has a one-night stand with a guy who, surprise, happens to be the son of her dad's new fiancée. As Elissa navigates this unexpected romance, she grapples with family secrets and her own feelings. Will she be able to handle the complications that come with this forbidden love, or will everything fall apart? Join Elissa on a journey of love, surprises, and family drama as she discovers the twists life has in store.

Calvin and Vanessa engage in a night of uncontrolled passion in a meticulously prepared loft. The room, adorned with mirrors and candles, sets the stage for a night of no limits. Their encounter is intense, with Calvin taking control and Vanessa responding with equal fervor. ******************************* The loft was a sanctuary of shadows and soft light, a space Calvin had meticulously prepared for this night. The air was thick with anticipation as Vanessa Crood, her wild spirit observable, stepped inside. The room was scanty yet inviting, with a large bed dominating the center, its sheets already rumpled from their earlier encounter in the alley.

The picture showed Callista and a blond haired girl about the same age in Central Park, their arms over each other's shoulders. "That's me and my roommate, Lana," Callista answered in reply to Gabrielle's unasked question, holding out one of the beers as she did. "She's doesn't get home from work until about eight." "Oh," Gabrielle simply said as she took a long pull on the bottle of cold beer. "A roommate in an apartment as small as this could also be a lover, but that wasn't a subject Gabrielle wanted to consider at the moment." Callisita took a long drink of her own before setting herself down on the couch next to Gabrielle. A second drink followed before she put the bottle down next to L

Yas This is crazy. I thought He has a girlfriend. I am his best friend. But then I imagined her here. Her hands on him. Her laugh in my living room. Him touching her the way– my jaw clenched again. With trembling fingers, I flipped the main breaker, sending the apartment into total blackness. Everything went dark. The TV cut off. The refrigerator went silent. Dian jolted upright, his hand instinctively groping for the remote that now lay useless in the dark.

There was no sound of Alessia deliberately provoking him, then sidling up to him a moment later, clinging to him and calling his name in a saccharine sweet voice. The whole place was so cold and empty that it felt like a tomb. Vito walked past the living room couch. That was where Alessia had once teased him until he'd lost control and flipped the script. He'd pinned her down, and they'd remained entangled with each other until late into the night. He walked past the dining room. It was like he could still see her wrinkling her nose as she secretly picked the vegetables he'd put on her plate and flicked them away when she thought he wasn't looking.