The Unforgettable Pleasure

the heat of another body against my side as I moved. My eyes still clenched shut, I swatted my hand in

nally quiet. My mouth was dry and my brain was foggy. Nothin

ing cancelled the alar. I rolled back over attempting to get comfortable once more in preparation for more sleep. When a small sigh came from the sleep

I don't do relationships, truth be told, I never have done. They just aren't my thing. I prefer to be free, not tied down, live with no rules or boundries bei

firm. They expected their children to have similar ambitions and desires for power, wealth and success. Of course my older sister Melody did just that, fulfilling their wishes she

't my path to follow. The only person I have on my side who understands me and what I want from life is my best friend, Evan. We've been close since meeting my first ye

od job as a planner for an events organising company, I'm still seen by them as the teen dropout who can never do anything right. By this

family now. Even the relationship I had with melody has long fallen apart. We aren't close anymore and haven't been for some

t about her is her lack of a husband. Now aged thirty-two, my parents were hoping she'd be married and about to pop out a few grand kids. However, d

my legs out of the bed. Taking note of how this was the second morning interruption that Dylan had slept through. Bloody guy could probably sleep through a hurricane. Shaking my head I grabbe

these." He grinned shov

come i

replied wandering i

ted my place like his second home. But I liked that. I've always been comfortab

late glazed next to them. My mouth instantly watered at the sight of the sweet treats. I took a sip of coffee as I sat down on t

on the sofa next to me, fixing me with a kno

here did you get

d at me lifting his co

re asking, "Wh

, Lanie... Somethin

id you m

He shrugged grabbing for another doughnut. I nearly s

bs, fake hair, fake nails... Well just nine

k it over before nodding

ng dude." I laughed as he roll

he cleared his throat and added

ection?" I asked fighting to keep a straight

nes, baby dolls and creepy ancient porcelain ones all lining the walls of her room. His horror struck face was hilarious that night. He had run

ankfully. But still not an

to poke, wondering what was so bad an hour

ng his coffee cup o

me relive

new things I can tease you about for the n

more ammo to use against me. You alread

ve accumulated plenty of embarrassing stories and memories to tor

ned as Evan let out h

ice called f

still here." Evan whispered a book

e I stood up and pulled the living room door open. Dylan was standing there, no

rame and leaning forward. "Was hoping for a little bit of a better way to wake up this morning." he said, his

erring to breakfast in

ather funny to witness. He cleared his throat. His eyes flying between me and Evan as his brain did i

yfriend. I think it's safe to say that if I were, you'd be sporting a black eye and a few missi