[ she hasn’t put her phone down since she sent the first text. it’s silly, watching the screen, waiting for the bubbles to appear that let her know he’s typing a reply, and yet she can’t help herself, like she’s just waiting for any crumb he’s willing to toss her. she feels like a teenager again, sitting by the phone, anticipating its ring. those bubbles appear, and her stomach practically does a flip in response. ]
Nothing all that exciting. I’m not sure these parties are really my thing.
[ said after she’d had a dark, handsome stranger grip her chin before spitting in her mouth, sweet and degrading all at once. how she’d wanted to fall to her knees right then and there, feel his fingers clutching her hair while she nuzzled against his slacks. she hasn’t felt like that with anyone since — ]
Don’t tell me you’re worried about me.
[ trying to drag herself away from thoughts of ash, she sends off the next text too quickly, not considering the implications of teasing embry like this. not thinking about how it might come across. ]
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Nothing all that exciting. I’m not sure these parties are really my thing.
[ said after she’d had a dark, handsome stranger grip her chin before spitting in her mouth, sweet and degrading all at once. how she’d wanted to fall to her knees right then and there, feel his fingers clutching her hair while she nuzzled against his slacks. she hasn’t felt like that with anyone since — ]
Don’t tell me you’re worried about me.
[ trying to drag herself away from thoughts of ash, she sends off the next text too quickly, not considering the implications of teasing embry like this. not thinking about how it might come across. ]