My hand reached for the switch on the wall, my eyes widening when I realized that all of the lights were already turned on. And the alarm? It didn't even make a beep. Slipping a hand into my bag, I reached for my phone walked towards my office, listening for any sounds but there was nothing. "Is anyone here?" I yelled out finally, my voice breaking the silence. I stopped walking for a moment before heading in the opposite direction. I wasn't positive, but I was almost sure there was someone in the back of the agency.
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5.22.2014
7.08.2013
Your clouds, your blanket and my pity song.
Your clouds, your blanket and my pity song. by pinklipstiiick featuring a see through dress
“Hi baby," I grinned at my daughter as she opened the door, leaning in to kiss her cheek before handing over a basket of chocolate croissants. “Are you hungry?”
She looked down and then back at me, skepticism on her gorgeous face that looked more and more like my own every day. “You come over unannounced bringing carbs?” She asked, a smirk tugging at her lips as I shrugged.
“Hi baby," I grinned at my daughter as she opened the door, leaning in to kiss her cheek before handing over a basket of chocolate croissants. “Are you hungry?”
She looked down and then back at me, skepticism on her gorgeous face that looked more and more like my own every day. “You come over unannounced bringing carbs?” She asked, a smirk tugging at her lips as I shrugged.
6.11.2013
So take this wine and drink with me, let's delay our misery.
So take this wine and drink with me, let's delay our misery. by pinklipstiiick featuring black platform heels
(flashback)
(flashback)
The
front door slammed shut as I reached for the bowl of popcorn, popping a
few kernels into my mouth while trying not to count all the calories
the tiny bowl full of gooey butter contained. I'd
go back on my diet tomorrow, I just needed a break from all the
veggies. "Ben?" I called out as a tall figure walked past the doorway to
the living room, giving me a fright since Corey was out of town on
location filming and I could have sworn Ben said he was staying at his
friend Regan's, I knew well enough that it was code for he was spending
the night at Camille's though. How he managed to sneak out of Harper's
house sometime in the early morning before her and Miles woke up? It
beat me. I knew what our kids were up to and while I was still convinced
they were too young to have sex? I had to be thankful that Ben had
chosen probably the best girl I'd ever be able to pick out for him...
not just that, but what they had was so genuine and innocent. I could
recognize love. After being in love with my own best friend for more
than 20 years? I saw the same in my son and his girlfriend every time I
looked at them... and that was why I put all of my trust into them and
the decisions they made.
5.28.2013
Now my life is sweet like cinnamon, like a fucking dream I'm living in.
Now my life is sweet like cinnamon, like a fucking dream I'm living in. by pinklipstiiick featuring v neck shirts
(flashback)
I walked into the living room and plopped down on the couch beside Corey, Chloe looking half awake as she so stubbornly watched the movie. “Hey baby," He leaned over and pressed a kiss against my lips, lingering against them for a second longer as I sighed slightly. Even after two kids, the spark between us hadn't so much as flickered. My husband was like walking sex, the sexiest man I had ever seen and even the slightest touch had me worked up.
“Mom can I have a snack?” Ben asked, taking a break from separating his legos by color. Only seven years old and he was already as anal as me about organizing. Chloe? Not so much.
I walked into the living room and plopped down on the couch beside Corey, Chloe looking half awake as she so stubbornly watched the movie. “Hey baby," He leaned over and pressed a kiss against my lips, lingering against them for a second longer as I sighed slightly. Even after two kids, the spark between us hadn't so much as flickered. My husband was like walking sex, the sexiest man I had ever seen and even the slightest touch had me worked up.
“Mom can I have a snack?” Ben asked, taking a break from separating his legos by color. Only seven years old and he was already as anal as me about organizing. Chloe? Not so much.
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