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“Your first mistake is thinking. You were an available hole. Nothing else. This is your one chance to leave before I make you regret coming into my office without permission.”
She nodded, her eyes wide. “If you tell anyone, then you’ll regret it. Do I make myself clear?”
“Yes.”
“Good. Now go. Be gone by the time I’m out.”
I let go, not wanting to deal with the clean up of disposing of her body at work. I focused back on my shower, attempting to get my breathing back to normal after her invasion. Once I was calm, I shut off the water and dried off. Thankfully, the bitch was gone when I’d dressed and returned to my office. At least she was able to follow directions.
I gathered my stuff, not able to focus on any other work as it was. Besides, I needed to make a trip, and leave a few presents. Tomorrow, Lennox would know how much I cared about her, and howangryshe’d made me tonight. If she didn’t choose me, she’d regret it.
They all would.
Love Letter
Dear Peach,
Sometimes I look at you, and I can’t believe I get to touch you and kiss you. Those are the times you probably catch me staring at you. I hunger for your touch, for your kisses, for your everything, Peach.
I hunger for it all. The darkest parts and the sunshine you so effortlessly provide.
I never realized it, but I need your love.
Not that I’m not capable of living my life without you, but why would I want to? I need your love because you shine on the best parts of me and remind me who I am. I cover myself in darkness because it’s easier to push people away than to risk being hurt. I know I’ve done that ever since my mom’s death, and I only got more comfortable doing it the more I did.
Opening my heart up has shown me all these relationships I hadn’t known were there. With you, Simon, and Thane especially. Your father is another. Even Bubba. I can see the people in my life that matter and I want to be better for them. I think you love so effortlessly, you don’t even know you do it.
The first time I knew I was in love with you was when you said you were going on a date and I got so angry. I didn’t write to you for a few days. Don’t hate me for saying this, but I went out and hooked up with someone. I thought if I could get you out of my mind, then I’d be okay. It was screwed up and of course it didn’t work.
I tried dating, but no one ever measured up.
After the night I almost lost you, I was so angry and hurt, but I couldn’t lose you, either. I hate that someone interfered with our meeting, but I also wondered if I hadn’t met you randomly, not knowing who you were, if I would’ve fallen so easily. That might sound weird, but I was already so in love with who you were on paper, I was guarded and protective of that. If you didn’t match up, it would’ve been hard to reconcile that, so I think I went into the meeting with already a preconceived notion that it wouldn’t be the same.
You’d told me you wanted to stop writing because you needed to move on. I couldn’t let you go. But I already felt like I’d lost you. My destructive nature believed so easily the lie because it was what I believed I deserved.
If I had stopped for one second and thought about it, if I had let myself see things without my fear and hurt, then I would’ve never believed that girl.
But our story is what it is, and it can only change as we take steps each day to make it the story we want it to be.
Tonight was the most amazing experience of my life. Being with you fully, it felt as if the stars had aligned and created our own universe. You, me, and Simon. If you're my equinox, he’s the solstice, and I’m the blaze melting us all together. I’m not an astronomer, so don’t fixate too much on the terminology, just the words and how we all fit.
At the risk of sounding like a love sick fool, I love what we are together. I can’t wait to see what we become, and I definitely want double-dips as much as I can.
Your innocence is so adorable, but I can’t wait to dirty you up so much, James. Seeing my inked skin against your creamy bare skin gives me the shivers in all the best places. I can’t wait to ink you and show the world where you belong. With me.
I want to say you’re mine, but that’s not entirely true and I would never want to own you. So instead, I’ll say you belong with me, and I’ll grow to accept whoever else that might be as well, like my brother. If anything, it brings him into my life again, and for that I can’t be mad.
You’re my sun, moon, and stars, Peach.
Yours.
A phone ringinghad me waking too early, the sun wasn’t even out yet based on the darkness in the room. I reached for the offending item but found myself trapped by bodies on both sides. Last night’s activities had me blushing until I remembered the phone. Shoving the person closest to the direction of the noise, I hoped they’d be easy to wake because I really needed the noise to stop.
“Wake. Up.”
“Hmm?”
“Phone.”
