WHAT ARE WE?

at him as I take in his appearance. His eyes are painted in a magic shade of blue like the O

s messy but in a very sexy way as it falls caressing his forehead. His jawline is sharp

mine and look at my body. Is he checking me out? My eyes dart down to make sure the small towel covers my naked body and I

how I can escape this, my eyes turn to the door and then meet his, like I'm sil

t this tone

mean? What do

lit my lashes and look towards my dresser to show him that I want to put some clothes on. "If you want to get dressed the

e of my bed playing with a fiber that has escaped the soft material of my towel. "Are you going to sit there while I'm fucking

unces moving to the door but just before he exits the room, he turns to me. "Don't start getting dressed though beca

e been starting to get the best of me building up my irritation. I wait and wait but nothing. Where is he? I choose to wear a skirt and a whi

ly, I don't know how I'm going to react if I allow his words to sink in on me. I glance out my window and spot a small

voices or hug them and calm myself in their loving embrace. Never again. "Can you pass me the pliers?" He asks me pulling me out of my s

y be aware of. I roll my eyes once again and got up. I hand him the little, black, thin thing' but instead of taki

o reality quickly when I feel him move and fail to keep his balance too. He grabs the corner of the dresser but his grasp isn't tight enough to hold us both, and I fall.

s that don't quit follow mine, and the way that his blonde hair falls gracefully in his forehead. All my thoughts vanish in a flash as he begins laughing noisily and anger posses me. He rolls over and rests h

shes over me while I use every bit of composure and self-discipline I have left, to control myself. If things weren't the way they are and if i wasn't like I'm, I'm sure

knob, the door opens revealing a tall, young boy with round kind brown eyes. Noah's eyes find mine, moved

ething about him that makes me feel so mad and annoyed. "Just let her get dressed and you can come back in a minut

e about him. "Whatever," he says and begins to walk to us. Now that I see him, he's really tall, much taller than me. Just as I think that my nightmare with h

f his words on me and a smirk covers his face. "S