Vanilla Love
As long as it would distract me from their constant bickering, I will be fine.
"Bells?" Lucas' arm digs into my side, nearly making me squeel and drop my fork.
"Jeez, what?" I say annoyed.
I want to leave this cursed place. I felt like God was taunting me with that woman sitting next to the man I was screwing. I shouldn't have said yes to an open relationsh- what am I saying, it's not even a relationship. It's just emotionless, worldrocking sex. Which I did not want to end, but seeing that woman touching his arm, rubbing it and laughing like a cheshire cat, makes me want to kill her.
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