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An Unexpected Roomie
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“I think we’re constantly changing. No person is exactly who they were the day before. Life fluctuates, and we shift ourselves to accommodate it.”
― An Unexpected Roomie
― An Unexpected Roomie
“Claire laughed as she sat on his outstretched legs before holding her hands flat and creating a little shelter between their faces.
“What am I going to do with you?”
Love me, his heart begged.
Something must have shown on his face, because Claire’s smile fell as her fingertips traced his temples, his cheeks, his jaw. Her gaze followed every touch until her wet lashes beat closed, and she brought her mouth to his.”
― An Unexpected Roomie
“What am I going to do with you?”
Love me, his heart begged.
Something must have shown on his face, because Claire’s smile fell as her fingertips traced his temples, his cheeks, his jaw. Her gaze followed every touch until her wet lashes beat closed, and she brought her mouth to his.”
― An Unexpected Roomie
“He spun around, noticing her trepidation. The devastated turn of his lips, the way that sorrow hollowed into his cheekbones and stained his beautiful multi-color irises, broke her.
“What do you want to do?”
It’d be so easy to leave. To turn away from all of this.
“I don’t know.”
Rowan flinched at her words but didn’t look away. Something whispered inside of her, stirring softly. It tumbled and swirled until it felt like a steady pressure beneath her breastbone, and words materialized as easily as taking one step after another.
“Actually.” The breath filling her lungs was steadfast and even. “What I want is to press my forehead against the pulse point in your neck, and I want to hear your heartbeat in my ears and feel your chest rise with soft, even breaths as I wrap my arms around you.”
Rowan blinked, frozen for a few seconds, before a shaky hand ran down his chest. “Um . . . We can do that.”
She swallowed, tension racketing her spine. “Okay.”
― An Unexpected Roomie
“What do you want to do?”
It’d be so easy to leave. To turn away from all of this.
“I don’t know.”
Rowan flinched at her words but didn’t look away. Something whispered inside of her, stirring softly. It tumbled and swirled until it felt like a steady pressure beneath her breastbone, and words materialized as easily as taking one step after another.
“Actually.” The breath filling her lungs was steadfast and even. “What I want is to press my forehead against the pulse point in your neck, and I want to hear your heartbeat in my ears and feel your chest rise with soft, even breaths as I wrap my arms around you.”
Rowan blinked, frozen for a few seconds, before a shaky hand ran down his chest. “Um . . . We can do that.”
She swallowed, tension racketing her spine. “Okay.”
― An Unexpected Roomie
