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“Anyone who is lucky enough to be a part of your universe will know exactly what they have from the moment you walk in.”
god, Viv, gross!” I groan, pulling my hand away and wiping it on the fabric of my dress. “You just
“She is good, man. The kinda good that only deserves the very best this world can offer. She deserves everything. A guy who respects her and understands all of her little obsessions and doesn’t make her feel like she should be any different than she is. She’s pure and beautiful inside and out.”
She may have meant to ask Eli to fulfill her proposal, but too fucking bad because she asked me, and I haven’t been able to sleep since.
Because the truth is, sure, she thought her damn proposal went to the wrong Collins brother, but little did she know it went to the right brother. There’s no one else in this damn house putting their hands on Hallie Edwards unless it’s me. I’ll make sure of it.
“All of it. Don’t compare yourself to anyone, Hallie. You’re fucking perfect, and I don’t want to hear you say shit like that ever again.”
“Your first kiss isn’t going to be this, Hallie. It’s going to be when you come to me, when you know without a shadow of a doubt that this is what you want. When you give yourself to me. When I can give you a first kiss that you’ll never forget, the one that ruins you for everyone else after me. You know where to find me if you decide that’s what you want.”
“Thank you for trusting me with something as special as this, Hallie. I promise I’ll take care of you.”
“You probably, uh… don’t want to be bored by any of that. Sorry. I can get a little carried away.” “Hallie?” She drags her gaze back to mine, her thick dark lashes framing her wide eyes. “When it comes to you? I want to know all of it.” “O-okay then.” She doesn’t realize what I mean by that yet. But she will.
“Oooh, another message from AliensRReal. It says, ‘Killing it! Can’t wait for next week’s episode.’” I look at Viv, my eyes wide. “I don’t think they’ve ever missed an episode.”
Wouldn’t that just be so stinking cute if it turned out to be lane this whole time! He did say that he’s liked her since high school. And she’s younger than he is. And then he texts her right when she’s done?! Coincidence? I think not! 🤣🤣🤣
How unbelievably good he smells, even after getting sweaty throwing the ball around. He smells like… home. The kind of place that I want to burrow in and never leave.
to mine. “Are you okay? Your message… It-It sounded like something was wrong.” I step forward, framing her face in my hands as I press tightly against her. I fucking needed this. To just… touch her. To be close to her. To breathe
“I’m pretty sure that thing is not going to… you know, fit,” I mutter, squinching my nose. “Oh, baby, it’ll fit. It might be a tight fit, but there’s no possible way you’re anything but perfect for me.” He comes back into view, a sly smirk on his handsome face.
“Maybe I don’t want to be good anymore. Maybe what I want is to not be held like porcelain. Maybe I want to be dirtied up. Maybe I want you to give it all to me.”
“Viv, my god, woman. If you didn’t already own my heart and soul, I’d rip it out and hand it to you. I come in peace.”
I turn to face Lauren, and I just fucking laugh, shaking my head. “You know, I feel sorry as fuck for you.” She goes to speak, but I cut her off entirely. “All of you. You’re sad as fuck. You’re so threatened by her that you have to be a bitch to make yourself feel secure. She doesn’t even know you, and you don’t know a fucking thing about her, yet you speak about her like you do. You’re pathetic, Lauren. She’s beautiful, kind, and intelligent. More than you’ll ever be in your sad existence.”
“I wasn’t thinking. I saw red when he said that shit, and I lost it. I’ve always hated that asshole, so I didn’t think twice. No one will ever disrespect you when I’m around. Ever.”
“Honestly, fuck feminism. You had Lane Collins on his knees for you, Hallie Jo. Like, as in devouring you like a last meal. He punched another human for you. That is not some average girl shit.”
“Then, I realized that I didn’t actually know much about periods, so then I started googling, and I’m actually so fucking sorry that you have to go through this, Hal. So, I just… I just picked up a few more things that I thought might help.” He pulls out my favorite candy: Sour Punch straws. “I know they’re your favorite,” he stammers. My god, is Lane Collins nervous right now? “But then I also read that sometimes you crave things that you normally don’t, so I picked up these too.” This time, he pulls out Flamin’ Hot Cheetos, a pickle in a bag, and four different kinds of chocolate ice creams,
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It shouldn’t be this easy to be with Hallie. To have these moments that feel like so much more than whatever it is we’re supposed to be doing. Lately, it feels like the proposal that was supposed to be the center of our arrangement is a thing of the past.
He picked out a podcast for us to listen to? I am not okay.
“Eyes on me,” I say, my voice hoarse with desire. “I want you to see what I see, Hallie. I want you to see yourself through my eyes.”
“I wish you knew how pretty your pussy looks with my cum dripping out of you.” Dipping his finger along my slit, he moves the pad of his finger to my entrance, and I watch as he gathers his cum on his finger, then gently pushes it back inside of me. Oh my god.
I feel… cherished. I feel… protected. “I’m glad that it was you, Lane,” I respond. “It’s always been you.” My words are barely a whisper. I sigh happily, my eyes dropping shut as I settle into his arms, my fingers toying with the bracelet I made for him on his wrist. A bracelet I’ve noticed he’s never taken off since I placed it there. I’m almost asleep when I think I hear, “And it’ll always be you, Hallie Girl.”
“All that ever matters to me is your happiness, Lane. You’re my first baby, my oldest love, the one who taught me how to be a mama. You’ll always be my baby, no matter how old you get. No matter how much taller and bigger you get, you’ll always be that piercing-green-eyed baby that I held in my arms for days. Your life is what you make it. It’s yours. No one else’s. Remember that, okay? Choose happiness.”
“AliensRReal? Sound familiar?
I called it
