𝙳𝚎𝚡 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎

••First-class essays in the morning, five-star hotel suites by night.•• ••Control is my favourite addiction.•• ••Disarmingly charming ••always three steps ahead.•• ••Seeing @SpicinUpLife_ on the down low….•• + #AltUniverse+ #PeanutGallery 25+

@BitterSweetPea_ @HitWithAHeart @ARareJule bubbles, gasping for air, pushing wet hair back from her face, eyes wide. “Oh my God!” she whispers loudly. “I nearly died!”

@BitterSweetPea_ @HitWithAHeart @ARareJule over.” “Looking forward to dissecting it all over again beer later.” He shakes his head, turns, and walks out of the bathroom. I hear his footsteps down the hall as I shut the door and twist the lock into the engaged position. The bath explodes. Penny shoots up out of the—

@HitWithAHeart @ARareJule @ALilBitOfDex There’s nothing rushed about this. That’s what makes it worse. Better. More dangerous. His fingers slide higher beneath the bubbles, slow, unhurried, and my head tips back just slightly against the tub. “Dex…” “Yeah?” “That’s not helping.” “That’s the point.” —

@BitterSweetPea_ @HitWithAHeart @ARareJule longer. Then he exhales through his nose like he’s too tired for this. “I’m not even going to ask what goes on in your head” he mutters. “I don’t want to know. I’m getting a drink.” “Good plan. Hydration is important.” He points a finger at me. “This conversation is not—

I disagree… You snooze, you lose.

Hmmmm…

Sinful Saturday

Better late than never, Marion

You called…

@BitterSweetPea_ responsible adult crisps.” Tabby claps once. “Right. Everyone get changed. We leave in twenty minutes.” She disappears again just as quickly as she arrived. Joel follows her, shaking his head, leaving the bathroom door open behind him. Now it’s just me and Penny again.

@BitterSweetPea_ Penny finally spits her toothpaste out, rinses her mouth, still very composed, still very calm, still very much not looking at me. “Fine” she says, wiping her mouth with a towel. “We’ll go out for one drink. One. And if it’s awful, we’re coming back and eating all of Joel’s-

@BitterSweetPea_ I glance in the rear-view mirror. She’s still staring out the window, but not really at anything. Just watching the world slide past like she’s waiting for it to turn into something else. “You good back there, Pen?” I ask. She blinks like I’ve pulled her out of deep—