I don’t wanna go home. Tonight we’ve shared more about our childhoods and funny experiences, and talked about nothing of any significance as well. It didn’t matter what we spoke of, I didn’t wanna stop. I was much more relaxed once I’d said my piece about wanting something serious. It took a grea...
Mick says, as he subtly scans the pub. He picks up another potato wedge and dips it in chilli sauce before shoving it in his mouth.“I just feel like I’m sitting here wasting time, you know?” I need to rein in my impatience, because it’s not gonna help this job move along any quicker. All day spen...
My arms fall above my head, my sundress revealing my panties. My first instinct is to cover up, but instead I leave my arms up, draw my feet closer to my body, moving my legs together to block his view. The mattress moves as Aidan’s knees lean against the bed, his chest expanding in excited gasps...
I wonder whether it has something to do with my dad contacting me? Or could it be to do with speaking to Tara? If one of Eevie’s ex-boyfriends rang me out of the blue, they’d be getting a pretty clear “fuck off” message from me. I know Eevie’s got a lot on her plate though, or maybe it’s because ...
Because I’m always at home. I never have “sleepovers”. “Want me to talk to her?” Quade offers in a bubbly voice. What a suck-up. He knows my mother would melt in the palm of his hands. “You know full well you’d just have to flash those perfect teeth...