KBelle’s Comments (group member since Jul 28, 2013)

KBelle’s comments from the The James Academy for the Talented and Gifted group.

Her eyes were on the hardwood floor as she tried to look anywhere but at him, her emotions spiking. "You know Andrew. I should...I should go. I'll catch a can back to school. I.." She trailed off as she stood to leave.

"Yeah. But I'm sure you would know that works with just about every girl you pick up. It kind of ruins the moment when I'm aware that none of this things you say or do are only for me." She spat, looking at the ground, perched at the end of the vile bed, tucking her long wet hair behind her ear.

He looked up and bit his lip as if he were contemplating her statement. "Um...yep"

She pulled back, brushing past him and sitting timidly on the edge of the grand four poster with expensive silk sheets and a maroon and gold cover. She nearly shivered. God knows how many women he'd taken on this bed. "No. Insincere words don't make me blush," she murmured with little conviction.

He sighed and leaned against the counter, stretching his back and looking around as he fixed his hair in boredom.

She sighed, closing her eyes in bliss as she smiled, holding onto his wrists. "Whatever you say"

He smiled, nuzzling her. "I'm not sure" his speech was unaffected and his thoughts clear.

"I know. Just how much?" She questioned, blinking up at him.

She opened the door and walked in. For once in her life, the conditions favored her. Steam rolled in behind her from the bathroom, and her towel was just low enough to hint at cleavage. "I missed that" she smiled, the words slow and sweet.

He smiled, seeing it had worked. He leaned back to breathe before repeating his action, his hands gripping her waist tightly.

She turned the water off to listen, drying off as she sighed, a warmth returning to her heart. The smooth, low and warm notes made her want to melt. She wrapped herself in a towel and walked to his room, leaning against the doorframe to listen as she let her guard down and closed her eyes.

"Me" he growled, kissing her lips to silence her as he smiled.

Hi...I'm Avril... And for the past year I've been struggling with addiction...ADDICTION TO SHERLOCK!!!

She laughed lightly, knocking back only twice. Yet it was as if she read his mind. She rinsed her hair solemnly. This game was not only hers, certainly. This wa why he would bed so many women during their fights, which brought back a hole new set of memoirs which made her lean against the wall for support.

He turned her around, his smile devilish. He lowered his lips to her neck, sucking on her slightly before moving to her collarbone.

She paused, and listened intently before a small smile appeared. She knocked four times back, her smile growing as she lathered her hair.

"Stood me up. " he whispered in a threatening voice with a growl. "You shouldn't have. " he removed his glasses, his eyes completely black.

She sighed and stripped down, closing her eyes so her legs faded to normal as she stepped into the warm shower, sighing heavily as she thought of him.

A pair of hands wrapped around Sadie' waist, the familiar face held a malicious smile, eyes hidden behind aviators. "You shouldn't have done that," he whispered a threat

She turned and gave him a look, rolling her eyes as she pushed past him. Perhaps she wasn't tall enough to be a model, but her body was muscular and smooth, and her long hair swayed with each steps. She sniffed as her legs caught the light with each step and she dissappeared into his bathroom.