Page 62 of All of My Lasts


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His head lowers to my lips.

“I want you.”

Kiss.

“I want to take you away and do unspeakable things to this body of yours.”

Kiss

“Come with me to Paris and find milkshakes, but fancy French ones.”

Kiss

“And dandelions, but you’ll need to wish in French because, you know… France.”

Kiss

Kiss

Kiss

Honestly, this man.

“Liam… I...” He places a finger over my lips and continues to move down my body and once again, I’m lost in a sea of him, and right now I don’t want to find the shore.

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Jessica

Therearefourdoorsin the hallway; a hospital or maybe a school. I’m alone, and all I can smell is smoke, the kind of smoke that I associate with my mother. Just as I think of her, she steps out of a doorway into the hallway with me. She is far away; her eyes are glazed and she is mumbling something that I can’t hear.

I can’t hear anything except a ringing sound.

She gestures to me. She wants me to go to her, but I can’t. My feet are stuck and I can’t make myself move. She starts crying and then disappears again, leaving me alone.

I still can’t hear anything, and I can’t move. My eyes dart around the hallway, desperate for an escape, for a way to move and go to my mother. I finally get one of my legs free and fall forwards into another hallway, but this time I’m facing a glass door. Inside, I can see Liam and his father talking. Liam is angry and shouting at his father. I can’t hear anything, but then I spot my mother sat in the corner of their room. She has a syringe in her hand. I try to open the door, but I can’t. It’s locked, and she looks so sad.

I can't reach her, and I can’t shout to get Liam to help me. I’m screaming without sound and banging my hands on the glass when it shatters…

I jump up out of bed, my ears ringing, and I can’t quite get my bearings. The cool air in the room alerts me to my naked body and I press myself against a wallpapered wall I don’t recognise. My eyes glance back to the bed to see Liam splayed out across it, the sheets half-draped over his legs.

Fuck, I’m in the hotel. I’m fine, I’m safe. I’m okay.

I take some deep calming breaths and blink a few times to rid my eyes of sleep and bring myself back to reality. It was just a dream, just a dream. The same dream I always have. I check the clock.

05:35am.

My heart hasn’t got the memo that it needs to calm down yet, so I head into the bathroom and splash my face with water. I stare at my reflection. My hair is a tangled mess, my lips are swollen, and I have a small love bite on my collarbone. I look thoroughlyfucked.Memories of last night fill my consciousness, helping me relax against the counter.

“Scotty girl?” I hear Liam call out, breaking my trance in the mirror.

I peer through the doorway. “I’m here.”

His broad shoulders are flexing in a stretch, his tall body reaching far past the bedposts. My insides clench at the thought of this man being mine. I like it.

“I thought you’d left me for a second.” He rubs his cute, sleepy face and tries to sit up but fails miserably and flops back down, pulling the blankets over himself again, groaning.

I shake my head. “No, I just…” I don’t think I want to tell him about my nightmare. “I just used the bathroom when I woke up is all.”

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