Head in the clouds but my gravity's centered. Touch my neck and I'll touch yours.

Head in the clouds but my gravity's centered. Touch my neck and I'll touch yours. by nadiaa featuring a black purse

“You’re all alone tonight?” I heard a voice ask me as I stepped into the club.

Honestly, tonight was going to be hard for me. New Year’s Eve and I was alone, but I couldn’t spend it at home moping.

I looked over at the guy and felt like I was being tested, because the old me would have swooned and I would have probably gone home with him, but I wouldn’t let that happen. I just had to be polite.

as long as you're mine we can stand the test of time

as long as you're mine we can stand the test of time by ssaarah

I watched as Chloe downed another shot of tequlia with the ease of drinking water.
"How many is that exactly?" Chloe turned to glare at me.
"It's New Years Eve, I've been playing the good girl for months I deserve to have some fun." I smirked and shook my head.
"Playing the good girl? You?" she shot me an offended look.
"I haven't been in any tabloids, I haven't had more than a couple glasses of wine at a time, and I haven't gotten laid in basically forever. Good girl." 

it makes my heart ache

it makes my heart ache by ssaarah

I swallowed thickly as I stared down at the positive pregnancy test in my hands. I hadn't even been worried, it was just something I did every month since my periods were always so light. It didn't make sense, I took my pill religiously, how could I be.....I shook my head, the tears had stopped hours ago but I was still in my car in the parking lot, staring at that damn test. I needed to get out of my car and go to work. I told myself to do it about ten times before it actually registered in my body and I did it.

Untitled #1426

Untitled #1426 by sass

I looked past my computer when I noticed someone walking through the door of my office, a glance was enough to take Lila all in. I hadn't seen her since the fight in this same room and I'd lie if I said I had never thought about her. Part of me almost felt guilty for the way I had treated her, but on the other hand I knew that I had been right and it had been better that way. Only now, I realized how much I wanted her still. As I watched her more carefully I noticed a look on her face I had never seen before, she was pale, more than usual, and she was just standing there, not saying a word. "Lila." I broke the silence.

Untitled #1056

Untitled #1056 by ssaarah 





I listened as Corey and Miles talked about....something. I was a little preoccupied, Chloe had told me Mila was going to be here and I was trying to decide how I felt about it. Also being around Miles was a little weird now that I'd slept with his daughter....not that he knew, but still. The man kind of terrified me.
“Milena!” Corey exclaimed pulling her into a hug while she looked right at me.
“Hi Corey.” she smiled sweetly and then took a deep breath as she walked up to me.
“Hi Ames.” she slowly wrapped her arms around me and I swallowed.
“Hi Mila…” I trailed off, pulling her into me tighter instinctively. She sighed and then pulled away.
“You look great.”
“You too."
“Alright, dinner time!” Harper said as she brought out the rack of lamb that smelt delicious.
“Are you staying the night?” Miles wrappped his arms around Mila and she nodded.
“Yeah, I just left my things in my car, including everybody’s presents.” she grinned and that's when i noticed Gabe playing with a puppy on the floor, his face lit up.
“Presents?” Mila grinned.
“Lots. Especially for a little boy.” Mila winked and Gabe gasped and clapped before taking a seat between Ben and Cami and before I knew it, the only two seats left were together and Mila and I were the only ones standing. Of course.
"When did you get back from New York Milena?" Ava grinned as she placed food on her plate.
"Last week actually. I've been spending this week trying to get back into my routine here." Mila smiled.
"Ames felt that way when he came back from school." She told us, "Must be New York."
"New York is amazing Ava." Harper told my sister. "Snooty French woman." She joked with her making everybody laugh.
"Isn't New York amazing though?" Chloe said with a twinkle in her eyes.
"It was. I worked with Diane Von Furstenburg. It was like working with a legend.”
“I’ve always wondered what it was like on that part of the fashion industry…” Chloe smiled.
“It’s amazing.” Mila smiled dreamily and I almost groaned at how pretty she looked.
“Guess what I learned at school Mommy?” Gabe chimed in, digging into his mashed potatoes.
“What?” Cam smiled.
“You have to kiss under mistletoe.” He grinned at everybody.
“Oh yeah?” She laughed. He nodded quickly,
“Aunt Mila and Uncle Ames were underneath it earlier…” He tried to stifle a giggle as I groaned inwardly, “They didn’t kiss.”
“Well not everybody is supposed to kiss underneath the mistletoe… Only if they love each other.”
“They’re family; they do love each other…”
“I do love Ames…” Mila grinned as she leaned over to place a kiss on mycheek, “See? Kiss.”
Gabe seemed to be satisfied with the answer. I side glanced at her and watched as she sighed in relief. I nudged her gently and smirked.
“It can’t be that bad to really kiss me can it?” I questioned without thinking and watched as he eyes widened and her cheeks flushed.
“Um…” she bit her lip and looked to the ground and I nudged her again.
“Lighten up Mila I’m just kidding.” I smirked even though what I really wanted to do was trace her lips with my thumb and pull her lip from her teeth so she would stop teasing me.
“Oh” she said it softly and gave me a sweet smile. “No, by the way. It wouldn’t be that bad I guess.” She smirked and I found myself grinning as she messed with me.
“Not too bad huh?” I laughed and shook my head. “I’m not sure if that’s a compliment or not.” She just shrugged and kept biting her damn lip before she looked up at me with something in her eyes, it looked like….hope.
“Watch it Ames, you kind of sound like you’re flirting with me….and we both know that didn’t work.” She said it casually as if it had been long enough for us to joke about it but I could see the hurt in her eyes. I swallowed and then held her gaze.
“We didn’t not work Milena. We never really got a chance to try.” I forced myself to walk away at that point, heading into the living room and admiring the tree Harper had decorated, the gold and deep red ornaments making the room feel even more classy, and the Schon’s had great taste as it was.
“What did you mean?” I heard Mila’s voice and turned, setting my drink on a table and shrugging.
“You said we didn’t work…..I don’t think that’s necessarily a true statement.” She shook her head.
“We’re not together now. Therefore we didn’t work.” She said it forcefully like she was trying to convince herself as much as me. “And it wasn’t you…..It was my fault and I know it….” I held a finger out to her lips, pulling back when a jolt went through me. Just from touching her….damn it.
“Stop talking, We’re not together now because we were never really together. But I think I can speak for both of us when I say there was absolutely nothing wrong with how we…..worked together.” I said the word with extra meaning and I saw a flash of arousal in Milena’s eyes. I knew she was thinking about our night together just as I was as her skin flushed and her eyes dilated just enough to notice.
“Ames….” She trailed off and I couldn’t help it, I reached out and tilted her head up, looking into her pretty eyes that had captivated me for so many years. Nodded up.
“More mistletoe.” I watched her eyes follow mine to the doorway where indeed, the mistletoe was hanging above us. I moved my hand from her chin to cup her head, tangling my fingers in the back of her hair. “I missed you.” I said it almost in a groan. I knew this was wrong. That no matter how much my body wanted her, my mind would never be able to forgive her for what had happened. But damn it my body was in control now as I pulled her head closer and pressed my lips against hers, her body going flush against mine almost instantly but pulling away far too fast.
“Ames… we can’t.” I blinked through my the fog my mind created when I was kissing her before I could speak again.
“What?”
“I spent the last month focusing on myself, trying to better myself and not let a guy define me… and suddenly I’m with you and I feel like it all went away…”
“I don’t mean to make you feel that way Milena… All I’ve thought about this last month is you…” It was true. I picked up the phone over and over, to call, to text, to find out where she was and who she was with. If she was okay.
“But I did a bad thing. I know that…. It was pretty whore-ish. If I do say so myself.” She forced a smile but her words made my whole body stiffen with anger.
“You’re not a whore.” I replied darkly, my voice lower than usual.
“But I can tell Ames… you’re still not over what I did…I can’t just be in a relationship for the sex. That’s what happened with Callum and got me into this mess to begin with…” she sighed and I felt the same hopelessness I knew she was feeling.
“It’s hard.” I admitted.
“I know… I would be upset too if the tables were turned, but we can’t let what happened between us…” she cleared her throat as she shook her head of the images I’m sure were floating in it….they were floating in mine that was for sure…. “Dictate this relationship. Like I said… I can’t just be a physical thing… I can’t and won’t anymore. I deserve better.” I blinked at her honesty, the passion she had for what she was saying in her eyes and I nodded
“You do deserve better than that.” I agreed “A man should want you for more than your body…..as perfect as it might be.” Mila blushed deep again and looked at the ground.
“Ames…” I laughed and tilted her head back up.
“I’m glad you know what you deserve. I don’t want you to think that’s what I wanted. I wasn’t trying to use you….I just…I couldn’t help it.” She smiled that sweet smile again that reached her eyes even though I still saw some sadness.
“I know.” I shook my head and grabbed her hands.
“No…I don’t think you do. I want you to know that the night we shared….I know I told you I just wanted one night. That was a jackass thing for me to say. Not only that, but the minute I let myself kiss you I knew I wanted more than that. I didn’t just want to fuc.k you Milena. You opened something inside of me that I thought was dead and gone after Odette. It wasn’t just your body I was so attracted to. It was your sweetness, your strength…..everything.”
“Ames please stop talking before I humiliate myself by taking back everything I just said and just begging you.” Her eyes pleaded even though she was giving me the hint of a smile.
“I just needed you to know. What happened between us sucked but I was the one who left you doubting how I felt. I should have told you before we slept together that I had changed my mind…I just wanted you so damn badly.”
“I can’t really blame you for that.” Mila smirked and I groaned, tangling my hands in her hair again.
“God….just one more moment of weakness and I swear I’ll let you walk away.” Now I was the hypocrite as I waited for her silent agreement before kissing her again, taking my time to memorize the feel of her lips, the taste, the way she shivered and then let out a tiny moan as my tongue met hers. I kissed her the way I’d thought about kissing her since the moment I woke up alone in bed and it was so hard to pull back and just kiss her forehead as I looked down into her passion fogged eyes.
“You’re so good at that….” She sighed and I laughed again, thinking how cute she managed to be even while driving me insane with how sexy she was too.
“Must be the mistletoe.” I winked and put a distance between us, letting her make the next move, whatever it would be. I was content to talk alone all night, but I could understand if she wanted to walk away.
“I know I should walk away.” she breathed out, “But god help me I can’t… I almost hate you for this hold you have over me Ames…” My chest tightened at her words but I ignored it.
“I’m sorry…” I said softly as I watched her rake her fingers through her long hair.
“God, I don’t know if I can do this…”
“Do what?”
“Be like this with you… I mean we are always like this; these awkward talks where we’re on the border of being friends and then ripping each other’s clothes off… It hurts Ames. It’s hard to look at you be okay when there’s no chance of anything for us.”
“I’m confused.”
“It’s hard Ames, to act like this… When I want you so bad. I feel like I can’t move on because this relationship is in limbo…”
“Mila…”
“I’m sure you feel like it’s no harm, but I feel like hell inside. I mean I had to leave Europe to get you out of my head…"
“You think it’s been easy for me?” I asked, shocked that she couldn’t read me like a book because I wasn’t good and hiding my emotions with her, no matter how much training I had on it. “I’m not “okay” Mila. Not even a little.”
“You act so…..far away from me….”
“Because you ran away! Again! All you ever do is run away from me, and you see what happens when I let myself get close to you again, I can’t help it! If I was okay, I wouldn’t be pulling you into my arms every chance I got.”
“You could have any girl you wanted Ames…” she replied, looking into my eyes and god I wondered what she was thinking to make her say that.
“I haven’t touched a woman since you Milena.” I said seriously, “I haven’t even been on a date.”
“…..why?” she seemed flabbergasted, and why shouldn’t she, after all she’d managed to have a boyfriend since we happened. I cursed under my breath for thinking that again. It was in the past. It was her way to move on….just because my way was very different didn’t mean it was wrong. Just because I hated the idea of another man touching her didn’t meant she didn’t have every right to move on.
“Because I didn’t want to.” It was true. There hadn’t been a woman who interested me in the least bit for the months that Milena was away.
“I wasn’t with anyone while I was away. Ever.” She said and even though I knew it was none of my business and that I shouldn’t still care, relief flooded through me. I felt possessive of her even though we’d barely spoken in months.
“Thank you for telling me.” I could have played it off, but I was glad. Grateful that I had a little peace of mind where she was concerned.
“But this isn’t helping Ames, if anything it’s just making it worse! I know I had a problem being alone and I need to work on that still, but I’m not going to sacrifice my life waiting for a relationship that may or may not happen with you. You’re worth waiting for Ames but I’m not going to wait forever.”
“You’re wrong.” I said darkly, running my hand through my hair and looking away from her. “I’m not worth waiting for. You’d be waiting around for nothing because you’re right. I’m not ready to get over what happened.”
“You have to find a way to forgive me…..” she whispered, though it was more of a plea as she stepped closer and looked up with such vulnerability that it killed me. I let out a deep sigh.
“I forgive you Mila.” I said it for the first time, and I realized that I did. I did forgive her….there was just one problem….”But I’m never going to forget.”
"I understand that... But I can't go back and change it. It happened and it's a part of me. Nothing I say or do will change it." she swallowed, "By the way... Callum was the last person I slept with... Nothing sexual happened between Liam and I..." I looked up, surprised and relieved for some reason.
"Really?"
"The thought of another man..." she cleared her throat, "Touching me... Made me sick to my stomach, so we didn't. I'm being honest when I say I felt guilty after being with Callum."
"Why him?" I asked slowy, feeling like a pathetic jealous loser but wanting to know anyways.
"Because I was drunk and he was there. I know that doesn't change anything but that is the only excuse I can even think of. I'm the first person to say it was so fucking stupid of me. Just don't define me completely that way." she gave me a small smile that didn't quite reach her eyes.
"I couldn't..." I said and pulled her back into my arms again.
"If you don't want me to wait for you..." she choked out, "I won't, but don't expect me to just fall into a relationship with someone else. I was serious about fixing myself and my issues."
“I believe you…”
“Hey, lovebirds.” I heard Chloe’s voice interrupt the two of us. "Your Dad is wondering where you disappeared to and unless you want Christmas to be ruined and a whole scene happening. I would come back.” She grinned.
“Yeah, be right there.” Mila said as she took a deep breath while Chloe walked out and she turned back to me.
“We probably shouldn’t… hang out much Ames. I mean if you can’t forget, you don’t want this relationship then we should maybe try to move on?” she suggested.
“Is that what you want?” I asked slowly.
“In a perfect world Ames, I wouldn’t have done what I did and we’d be in a healthy relationship. Expectations don’t always match reality.” she shrugged, “The ball’s in your court Ames… but I won’t wait forever…” she trailed off as she wrapped her cardigan around her waist as she walked back towards the kitchen.

Say something, I'm giving up on you

Say something, I'm giving up on you by nadiaa featuring a multiple strand necklace

I slowly walked through the door and immediately I heard a high pitched squeal as I shut the door behind me and Gabe wrapped his arms around my waist, “Aunt Mila!” He yelled out.

“Hi there cutie!” I grinned, squeezing him tightly.

we're burning one hell of a something

I stood in the door and watched Travis run his hands through his hair as he looked at his computer. God he was so gorgeous. It had barely been a full day since we had been together and already I was craving more and more. 
"Travis?" I finally spoke and a shiver went through me at the way he took me in....I wondered if this was really a buisness meeting after all. 
"Hi Lila, close the door please." he said quietly as he leaned back in his chair and I felt him watching me as I did as much and then walked over too him and took a seat. I crossed my legs and gave him a small smile.
"Did you want to talk to me?" I asked, secretly hoping that instead he would want to not talk at all. My body was buzzing already being so close to him. He nodded, leaning his forarms against his desk but not taking his eyes off me either.
"That's why I called you."
"Shoot." I said in a cheerful voice, "You made me curious." He sighed, long and deep and I noticed the dark circles under his eyes and how tired he looked.
"It's about work." he said flatly.
"I had no doubts about that." I chuckled, though I had to admit I was a little bummed. "You were very clear about that."
"Because I have to." He retorted quickly before going back to business, pushing the documents toward me, "I was looking at the paperwork you gave me about your last project and there's a part missing." I just stared at him and looked through the pages of my project all wrapped up.
"What? I'm sure I sent you everything." I said seriously, looking through the papers. "They sent the cover on production already...I don't understand..." II trailed off before looking back up at him in confusion.
"You forgot to put the cost of the resources you used." he explained in monotone and it seemed.....it seemed like he was barely restraining anger. For what a missing paper? Seriously? I felt my mouth open and shut because honestly this was a little bit of an overreaction.....couldn't he have just e-mailed me?
"I didn't know I had to." I said eventually.
"It was written on the first email I sent you, the one with the list-"
"I remember that." I cut him off, meaning the e-mail, not that i had to write up a finance report. I was a graphic designer, not a money girl. I looked back at him and what I saw was one seriously pissed off alpha male keeping himself in check. What the fuck? "What?" I voiced my thoughts.
"I don't know, you tell me Lila." Travis said coldly as if I had fuckked the entire project over instead of just not sending a paper I hadn't known I needed.
"It has to be slipped my mind, I don't know, I thought I had done everything..." I shrugged, knowing that arguing the validity of my having to fill out any finance papers with him was useless. Even though I was right.
"But you didn't." he said through his teeth, his voice low. Good god. I rolled my eyes, having had about enough of his attitude.
"God Travis, it's not the end of the world, you'll have it tomorrow." From the finance guy I'd ask to write it up, not from me since that wasn't my fucking job
"I don't care if I'll have it tomorrow, you were supposed to give it to me one week ago." he spat, clearly having a hard time holding himself back. "I thought you were more professional than that." I raised my brows and leaned into him from my side of the desk.
"I am, I did a great job. Can't you just give me a couple more hours instead of snapping like this?"
"No." he answered quickly, keeping his eyes on me in some kind of stupid challenge. . "You ran out of time already."
"Travis-"
"I said no. I'm not going to treat you differently just because we fucked, you're just like all the other people working with me, get that into your head."
I stood up so fast my chair wobbled as I glared at him.
"First of all? We didn't "fuck" We're still sleeping together, despite all your protests that it wouldn't happen again. Secondly? You are not my boss, you're not even above me in any way so you have no right to talk to me like that.”
“I-“ he started but I held up my hand.
“Actually you don’t have a right to talk to anyone like that. You’re the one who’s unprofessional.”
“Lila, sit down.”
“No! Are you kidding me? The financial paperwork is YOUR job, not mine. You didn’t ask me to give it to you and even if you did it wouldn’t have been my job, so you can take your “annual report” and shove it up your ass!” I yelled and he took a second to blink back in disbelief, though it didn’t last long.
“That was a very cute tantrum Lila, I’ll be sure to remember your maturity level when I think about using your skills again.”
“MY maturity level?! Says the man who throws a fit over one document and doesn’t bother to find out whose fault that really was?”
“I’m losing my tempter fast so tread carefully.” I rolled my eyes.
“Oh god what doesn’t make you lose your temper?! You’re literally the moodiest man I have ever met in my life.”
“You can leave now.” He glared but I was on a role, all of my pent up emotions towards him were bubbling to the surface and crazy Lila had just gotten started.
“Is that why your ex dumped you? Because you pms’d more than she did?!”  Travis glared at me before talking.
"Get out Lila." he said coldly, though I could hear restraint.
"Why? I pushed one of your buttons, didn't I?" I scoffed, knowing the answer already.
"I said get out." he repeated, making a point that he was done by looking back at his computer as if I had already left. I hadn't. I set my hands on his desk and glared at him.
"I'm not scared Travis."
"There's nothing to be scared of." he said back in monotone, "Get out, I have work to do."  I laughed, because this was completely ridiculous.
"You can't even bring yourself to look at me." I said in a challenging tone, my stomach fllipping when he moved his eyes back to mine slowly, clearly keeping his face emotionless as he stared at me.
"I'm done talking to you."
"Because you're not even able to argue, whatever I say something right that you don't like-"
"You bringing up my ex was a bad move." he cut me off, taking between gritted teeth, his famous control clearly breaking.  "You don't know me enough to bring up anything about my personal life, but mostly we were talking about work and you were really unprofessional, only proving me how I should I never mix work with sex." he paused only to shot me a warning glare when I parted my lips. "I have nothing else to discuss with you Lila." I sat back down and casually crossed a leg over the other.
“Good then you can listen while I discuss things about you to myself.” I spat back my face matching his.
“What is the matter with you?” he asked, his brow cocking as he looked back at me
“My problem? Is that I’m realizing how out of my league you are.” I said simply. He seemed taken aback for a second and folded his arms over his chest.
“What does that even mean?”
“Well professionally? I took my original idea to your boss, who approved it right away, so really the only reason I was working with you was to look at your pretty face. Unprofessional I know but totally worth it.”
“You went to my boss?” he questioned through his teeth, his voice so low if it was any louder it would have shaken the floor.
“Personally? You’re a lying pathetic man with really nothing going for him outside of the bedroom. And not only that, but you think you’re more and act like god’s fuc.king gift to women! ”
“Next time I tell you to get out I’ll call security.” I laughed again, and leaned in slightly.
“And tell them what? That you can’t handle a 23 year old blond waif by yourself?”
“Have you completely lost your mind?” I stood up, the calm before the storm was now over.
“I really must have, because I stupidly thought that we were friends. Friends Travis. But you’re too much of a self-absorbed a.sshole to realize what’s right in front of you!” He stood up too, his hand slamming down on his desk.
“Lower your voice Lila.” He growled, walking up and looking down at me with barely restrained power. I tilted my head to the side as I glared back at him still stone cold.
“Are you going to yell at me now Travis? Or fuc.k me? I never can tell when you look at me like that.”
“This is done. You are clearly too young for-“ I interrupted him again.
“Too young for what?! What is this Travis? We’re not friends, we’re lovers but we’re not together and at work you treat me like I’m beneath you so we’re not equals! My god I hope growing up doesn’t make me like you!! It’s no wonder you’re always so grumpy your life must be miserable!!!”
"Are you done?" Travis asked instead in a calm tone that told me I had gone over the edge. Honestly I was surprised it had taken this long. I watched as he walked around his desk to his chair where he sat down.
"What do you mean I'm done, I'm not talking alone Travis." I spat back, crossing my arms against my chest defensively, hating how he was always telling me what to do. He looked back at me with no recognition, as if I was a stranger that he had no intimite knowledge of. He wa a good liar.
"Yes you are, because I'm not talking to you anymore. As I said before, I have nothing else to say." he said nonchalantly, glancing at the screen of his computer again.
"Don't I even deserve an answer?" I asked, though I wasn't sure what kind of answer I was looking for. Or even what the question was. I knew who Travis was all along, that didn't change because our affair lasted longer than I thought it had. He looked back at me again, raisign a brow and giving me a look of almost pity.
"What was the question again?"
"You're acting like this is nothing." I started, pointing between us.
"But this is nothing." he said simply only voicing what I had been telling myself he thought all along. But something was making me yell back at him, something that I knew he knew.
"I forgot you're a liar too!" I spat back harshly. He smirked, a slow bitter grin that made him look evil and nothing like the man I was falling for.
"Sure Lila. A liar, a self absorbed a.sshole who leads a miserable life. Did I forget anything?" he asked but didn't give me time to speak, his eyes turning ice cold instead of just gorgeous they were nothing. "Why would you want to have something more than nothing with me? Do us both a favor, get out and grow up. Not like me of course." I took a few seconds to process his words, his body language. I knew what he was doing, where this had led. I knew it and I saw it coming but now that it had? I was in denial.
So instead of turning around and walkng out of his stupid office I walked around to his side of the desk and grabbed his collar, pulling him close and slowly pressing my lips against his, feather soft, again and again and again. He was either too pissed or too annoyed to initially respond so I let my tongue slide against his bottom lip and then his hands were tangling in my hair and he was growling loud against my mouth. I sank into the fire that was kissing Travis before litarlly forcing myself to pull away and stare back at him with everything I felt....which had to show in my expression beause I had no idea how to explain i tmyself
"Are you trying to fuck this better Lila?" Travis asked as I caught my breath.
"That wasn't nothing. This isn't fucking nothing. You can pretend like I'm just another notch on your bedpost all the live long day but at the end of it? You know you like me. And that makes me a hell of a lot different from the other girls. And it also means that you're gonna really miss me." And I would really....really fucking miss him. But it was time to go. I sent him a last broken look before turning around and walking out his door. I felt out of control. But wasn't that how he had always made me feel?

someone who hears your prayers someone who cares

someone who hears your prayers someone who cares by sassy

I ran my hand through my hair as I stared at the screen of my computer blankly, my eyes on all the annual report I still had to finish while my mind kept wandering, refusing to focus probably because of the lack of sleep of the night before. "Travis?" Lila's voice broke into the silence of my office and I glanced up, drinking her in like a man dying of thirst, the way I looked at her enough for her to bite down on her lip.
"Hi Lila, close the door please." I said quietly as I leaned back in my chair, watching her as she did as told before walking over a chair and taking a seat. I took a deep breath, wishing we could be there for a session of crazy sex instead of using our time together to talk about work.
She crossed her legs and offered a smile, a cute genuine one that made her look younger than she already was. "Did you want to talk to me?" She asked.
I nodded, leaning my forearms against my desk as I didn't take my eyes away from her. "That's why I called you."

Untitled #78

Untitled #78 by pinklipstiiick featured in audrey hepburn style

Pressing multiple buttons, I watched as my guy fired off shots in every which way. I wasn't a gamer by any means, hell, I sucked at just about every video game I played. But that didn't stop me. Work was keeping me busy, my social life was pretty non existent, and the worst part? I couldn't stop thinking about Scarlet, wondering what she was doing, wondering why she hadn't called me, wondering if I should call her. I had officially turned into a pansy. The doorbell rung right as my guy took a bullet to the chest. Game over. It was Halloween, surprisingly I had a bowl of candy by the door since there were about five kids who lived in the complex. Jumping up, I walked over to the door and pulled it open open, Scar jumping a little as I raised a brow at her. It was like she had read my mind and knew that I was thinking about her. "Scar?" I asked, a little surprised since she hadn't come over in more than a couple of days... It had been weeks instead. The girl confused the hell out of me; one minute acting like my girlfriend and then pushing me away the next. 

I want you to stay

I want you to stay by sassy

I stopped in front of Mason's apartment and took a deep breath as I glanced at the cupcakes in my hands. I wasn't sure if this was a good idea, I hadn't seen him or heard from him in not only what feels like forever but it actually was forever, and the more I thought about it the more I was afraid he could be busy or simply not want to see me. Before I could change my mind I knocked on the door I had been used against so many time as I tried to keep a normal face while I slowly counted to ten in a lame attempt not to freak out and run back to my apartment.
The door finally opened and I jumped a little, hoping that he wouldn't notice as he looked at me with a brow raised. "Scar?" He asked, looking surprised while I wondered if he had gone blind.
"Trick or treat?" I asked and offered a small smile, feeling myself blush like an idiot.

Untitled #1056

Untitled #1056 by ssaarah

“So how did you know Colbie?” I asked Nate, my date for the evening. Instead of admitting to my sister that I was slowly falling deeper and deeper for Coach Cole I said yes when she offered to fix me up. Besides since Travis was nothing more than great sex? I needed to at least try to be interested in other men.

“She sold a house to me.” He grinned. “Got it for 10 grand under the asking price too.” I laughed.

“That sounds like my sister.” I admitted, knowing how hard she worked for her clients.

“If I had known her little sister was such a knockout I would have paid full price and just asked for you.” 

I'm selfish and I'm cold, I promise you I said never again, never again, no never

I'm selfish and I'm cold, I promise you I said never again, never again, no never by sassy 

I walked into the bar with Krissy, or Kimmy, or whatever the brunette's ridiculous name was, my hand on her lower back itching to slide further down because that kind of girl didn't have much else to offer except for her body. If it wasn't for my brother, I had never agreed to take her out for a neverending list of reasons.
"We should sit right there, it give us more privacy." She broke into my thoughts, looking at me with a pout on her lips which was as fake as her tits.
"Sure, what do you have in mind?" I nodded as I teased her, my eyes following the way she was pointing at but stopping on a face I knew well. Lila. With a guy. Fuck me, why I had never run into her in 30 years and now she was everywhere?