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I roll my eyes, pushing back against his fingers. “Put it in already.” “Fuck you. One more finger.” “Silas— Ow! Stop hitting me!” I groan, even though I secretly love it. Love our fighting and our fucking.
They really are cute. I love that they are learning and exploring together. Both having never been w/ men before each other..this is really beautiful in a way. 🧡
LMAOOOOOO😂. This whole part is hilarious.
Step 4 is happeningggggg🥹♥️🥹♥️🥹♥️
And I fucking love it. I want him to call me that all the time. I want to be his baby every damn day and from now on, if he’ll let me.
The enemies are becoming loverrsssss🤭♥️ AHHHH, yes ! He’s such a wimp for Si.
I wait a beat, trying to catch my breath before speaking, unable to stop myself from smiling so damn wide. “So, baby?” I laugh when he stiffens above me and slaps my ass harshly. “Momentary insanity.”
Lmaoo. Of course that’s the first thing he brings up. 😂 & of course Silas tries to play it off.
🤭🥹🤭🥹🤭🥹 eeeppppp. He’s such a siimmpppp. Blaine, you are so down bad bro.
“This is more, isn’t it?” I whisper, terrified beyond belief by what he might answer. “We… We are more now.” I know I’ve been feeling it, and I think he has too, but I didn’t realize how badly I needed that confirmation until now.
Yes. It’s been more for a while now if you ask me, but I’m just a bystander so what do I know ?🤷🏽♀️🤭
I like Silas. I want to be with him and not just for the fucking. Whatever this is, I want to see where it goes. But that only matters if he feels the same way. He licks his lips and I let out a sigh of relief when he nods. “Yeah. It’s more.”
The enemies are officially LOVERRRSSSSS🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽😘😘😘😘😘
What do we look like now that we’re dating? Is that even what we’re doing? There’s no way in hell we’re going public—not with the Aces and not with my dad—so where does that leave us?
Ooooo, almost like forbidden lovers.
“Where were you anyway?” Raid questions, pushing his wire-framed glasses up his nose, a curious glint in his eyes. Fuck, what do I say? Can’t tell them I was late because I met up with Blaine for a quick fuck in the back of his truck, can I?
Well, maybe not exactly like that. But at some point you gotta tell em you’re seeing someone.
Lmaaaoooo, damn. My mans is gone too. Listeenn the heart wants what it wants.
“Ma’am?” I croak out, my throat feeling dry as hell. “You ready to order?” Mama asks, and I let out a sigh of relief at how oblivious she sounds. “It’s your turn.”
😂 my mans is distracted. He ain’t worried about no food.
Lol. So fuckin cute.
“Got somethin’ you need to tell me?” Shaking my head, I’m about to tell her nothing’s going on when Bunky cuts in, egging my mom on. “Is that a hickey?” Oh, fuck, you’ve got to be kidding me.
😂😂 gots to be more careful.
I picked the wrong time to quit smoking—only because Blaine wouldn’t stop bitching about it. I could really use a cigarette right about now.
Aaawwwww, you quit smoking for him ???? 🥹♥️ Good ! You are too young to be smoking that much anyways.
I get that. Jumping can be scary.
“So, who’s sucking marks on your neck then?” Raid’s tone is mocking, like he’s reading between the lines, and it’s unsettling to me that he may know something.
Oh Raid is definitely too smart and observant for his own good. 😭
“Yeah, Si. Are they pretty? Are they nice? Did you meet them at school?” Raid repeats like a smart-ass, but when he changes the pronouns, I feel the flush of my skin at the same time panic sets in. I stare at him, wishing like hell I had the ability to read his mind. He’s hinting that he knows whoever’s been mauling at my neck is— There’s no way he knows who it is. He can’t.
😬… I’m pretty sure he’s knows. Or at least has suspicions. Damn. This is gonna be interesting 🥴
And on that we can agree.
Somebody is gonna be there..I can feel it in my bones already.😂
I have no idea why I haven’t taken him here before. I guess it’s always just been my spot but maybe it can be ours now, just like Whaley’s run-down camper is ours now too.
So down bad. He’s so adorable when he’s w/ Silas. It’s cute.
“Ta-dah,” I say, waving a hand in front of me. “What do you think?” He raises a brow and cocks his head to the side. “I think I’ve been to our football field before.”
That’s the spot ?? 😂😂 A little underwhelming sweetie.
“So, you just sit here?” he asks, sneaking his thumb under my shirt. “That’s boring as shit.” Always so grumpy, I swear. I kiss his neck, then tip his chin up at the sky. “Look.”
😂😂
🥹🥹♥️mmm.
I smiled reading this part. They just make me smile.
“Baby.” He sighs, grabbing my hand and bringing it to his lips, kissing my fingers. “Nothin’ you can say will change anythin’.” I swallow dryly, hoping that’s true. “Yeah?” “Yeah,” he confirms, his face more serious than I’ve ever seen.
🥹ugh, my heart.
“Blaine Yates, you’re smart as hell, kind as hell, and patient as hell. Christ, sometimes I wonder what you’re doing hangin’ around with someone like me.”
Awww. Look at theemm.🥰
That’s a sad way to think. The odds are against him but he could change that around.
“What do I have to offer?” he questions seriously. “Nothin’. I’m scum, and I’m alright with it. As long as I take care of the people that matter, who cares what happens to me?”
Damn. That really is such a negative and sad way to think about yourself. It’s just a product of his environment.
“I do,” I say firmly, then kiss him quickly—once, twice, three times—because I hate the fact that he thinks like that. “Si, you’re important to me. I don’t want to hear you say those things again.”
🥰. Hmph. Look at them growing together.
“The same applies to you then,” he fires back. “You’re important to me. Fuck that, I’m obsessed with you, Blaine Yates. Like a toxin there ain’t no cure for. You’ve poisoned me, baby, but I’ll happily suffer for you.”
ATP, y'all might as well say “I love you” cause y'all are very much in love w/ each other🥹🤭♥️
😂😂♥️ of course he gotta tease his guy. His soft guy.
🥹he’s trading ringggsssss. They really are going steady. How cuutttteeeeeee🥰
How romantic at first and then it just became jokes. 😂♥️. I love how easy and relax they are w/ each other.
“Silas Richards,” I taunt as I wrap my fingers around his ring. “You’re a romantic, aren’t you? I knew it! Okay, where’s the poetry? I—”
Lmaoo, see ? Jokes. 😂
Oh booyyy, I know where this is going 🥴♥️
“Does my baby need some attention? You feelin’ lonely, Blaine?” “The loneliest,” I mumble, closing my eyes when he dips down to flick his tongue against my nipple.
🤭ooop
“Turn around. Now.” It’s almost comical how fast I flip over, earning me a laugh from my boyfriend—Jesus, that’s going to take some getting used to.
Lol. I bet it is. 😂♥️
Not he out here eating smithereenssssss😂🥴..whew chile. Y’all are freaks !
That boy in loovveeeee🥰
Fucking called it. 🤦🏾♀️☎️ I just had a feeling somebody would see yall. & unfortunately it was this dickhead.
Ughhh, I’m so annoyed. He’s gonna tell the whole damn town. Smh 🤦🏾♀️
He shakes his head, not at all deterred by my tone. “Good luck going home tonight, Captain.” He steps around me and walks off, and I can’t do anything but stare after him as he goes.
Oh noooo. 🤦🏾♀️ he told your dad. Probably recorded y'all or something. Fucking ASSHOLE ❗️
My heart is pounding inside my chest, and I feel sweat slicking my back as nerves crash into me.
Cue the panic attack in 3… 2… 1….
Ooohhh, puddin. It’s ok. You guys will make it through this. It’s ok. Ugh, I hate Kent sooo much right now.
😂..inconvenient timing Silas. Then again, he probably just felt Blaine needed to see his face. ♥️ or..he just misses his guy.
There you go. Focus on him. Just breathe.
Dad’s car’s here though, but he’s probably in his office. I grab a premade sandwich Cindy made and make my way upstairs. Then I walk into my room and am caught off guard at the sight of my dad sitting on my bed.
Oh no. This isn’t gonna end well…🤦🏾♀️
🤦🏾♀️🤦🏾♀️ oh nooooo. I’m cringing… this is gonna go so awful. Ugh, we all know how soft and sweet Blaine really is, my dude is gonna freak out and panic and probably cry. I’m not ready for this next part…
my heart stops when I see what they are. They’re pictures of me and Silas, on the field. I drop my sandwich, my knees buckling with the urge to collapse on the floor. No, no, no…
Oh Goodness. I called that shit bro. Smh. 🤦🏾♀️ Igh, this is gonna SUCK
