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+

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—

@BitterSweetPea_ skimming the soft dip of her hip, and the contact sends a jolt straight to my gut.

@BitterSweetPea_ It’s a collision of years of history, bad timing, and the agonizing weight of everything we never said. My hand slides under the hem of her shirt, my palm flat against the searing heat of her waist. Her skin is electric. I near groan into her mouth but hold back…my thumb—