She Said Don't Get Too Attached Novels & Stories

she asked. I nodded once. “Then you should probably already know people have a habit of getting attached to him,” she continued casually. “Especially women who think they’ll somehow be different.” Okay, that felt very pointed. I shifted my weight slightly, crossing my arms tighter against myself. “You really don’t have to worry,” I said, trying to keep my tone light. “Like I said earlier he’s just a friend and I’m not planning to have any type of romantic relationship with him.”

But I knew better. She couldn’t be by my side forever. Even if her presence now benefited me I still couldn’t get attached. I brushed a strand of hair away from her face with a thumb, watching her stir but not wake. I couldn’t get attached. I repeated so it would stick, and yet, my arm stayed around her a moment longer before I forced myself to let go.

“You don’t look weak when you say that.” She snorted. “That’s because I don’t look like I feel.” “Still doesn’t make you weak.” Her shoulders relaxed a little, like she’d been carrying too much for too long. We stayed like that for a minute. Maybe two. Time stretched, thick and heavy. Then she pulled back and looked up at me, eyes searching. “You can’t get attached to my kid.” That came out of nowhere and straight from the gut. “I already am,” I said before thinking better of it.

My blood hums with her words, and I feel my heart pick up speed. “You think you can be with me which no strings attached?" I ask. She laughs, but there’s no mirth in it. “I never got attached to my last mate, no matter how many times I was with him.” Something like guilt flashes through her eyes, and she averts her gaze. I don’t ask. I’m not like her. For me, there is no such thing as no strings attached. One taste and I will be hers forever. But I can pleasure her.

he said bringing her out of her thoughts. “Everything, I am going to leave after everything is said and done. I don’t want to be attached to anyone here.” She said pushing her hair behind her ear. “I can't believe I am in this mess.” She said with a sad face. “You should be thankful we’re in this together, this isn’t as bad as you think it is,” Drake said pulling her closer to him. “I know you think you are evil right now, but like you’ve been told you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.”

He barked. "Well—" she pressed her lips tightly together. "I can never get attached to someone like you!" He raised his brow. "Someone like me?" "Take me home." She suddenly said, ignoring his question. She needed to get out of there as soon as possible before she lost her shit. Just a few minutes ago, she was unexplainably attracted to him, and now his presence irritated her. He blew out a sharp breath. "At least have breakfast first, then we would talk it out afterwards."

“For trusting me. Even this much.” She didn’t answer right away. Then she said, “Don’t get used to it.” I glanced at her, smiling. “I won’t.” And I meant it. “I’ll earn it.”

I opened her door. She blinked, startled. “Thank you,” she said quietly, almost awkwardly, and slipped out, her heels clicking against the pavement. She didn’t wait for me after that, she just walked toward the elevator with her shoulders tight. Good. If my sudden coldness confused her, if it stung, it was better. The sooner she realized what this was and wasn’t, the safer we’d both be. Attachment was the enemy. That had been clear from the moment I chose her. She was supposed to be the safe choice. The unshakable, unattached choice.

“Don’t let anyone push you into a corner again.” She felt the corners of her mouth tug upward. “I won’t.” She hung up slowly, staring at her phone for a moment before lowering it.

I force another wave of saliva down my throat. “Don't… don't you think a year is too close?”. I speak out after being silent for a while. My voice is shaky, devoid of any courage I had mustered when I first woke up. “A year is fine, I don't want her to get too attached”. His words pierced me right in my chest. ‘i don't want her to get too attached’. His words ring out in my mind severally. How can she not get attached? I am her mother. She has no option but to get attached whether she likes it or not. It's nature, it's how things are meant to work. When she wasn't born I was confident that I wouldn't let him take her, now…