Hi everyone, The much anticipated first kiss! I was so excited to write this. I wanted to add this scene from the first moment I wrote the story. On the other hand, what do you think Amy heard on the phone? Thank you for reading. Kindly vote, share, and review the story if you like it. Lots of Love❤️
AmyI flung open the car door, my heartbeat racing in tandem with my footsteps as I sprinted towards the imposing hospital gate. The only thing that was circling in my mind was to reach my mom. Nurse Emily called and informed me that my mama had a strong panic attack when she could not remember anything.Her cryptic call had left me on edge, reminiscent of a similar distressing incident seven months ago that etched itself into my nightmares, where my mother had to be sedated and restrained.I shuttered remembering that sight. It was heartbreaking and I pray it wasn’t like that.“Amy!”Ryan’s sharp voice broke my frantic beeline for the hospital entrance. I pivoted to see him jogging behind me, holding a sleeping but fitful Liam against his chest. Guilt spawns on my chest like an octopus spreading its tentacles. In my panicked rush, I’d completely forgotten about them.“I’m sorry, Ryan,” I rasped, emotions tightening my voice. “Thank you for the ride, but you don’t need to stay. I know
RyanThe dahlias were a refreshing sight after working in the garden all morning. Their soft blush pink petals seemed to glow in the afternoon sunlight. I was satisfied as I clipped off a finished bloom, thinking of how the flowers had persevered despite the recent cold snap.Amy popped into my mind, her blonde hair and warm smile as bright as the dahlias. I felt my cheeks grow warm at the thought of her. Clearing my throat, I pushed the image aside and gathered my tools to head inside.After scrubbing the dirt from my hands and arms, I hurried upstairs to shower and change. As the hot spray soaked into my sore muscles, my thoughts drifted back to Amy. It had been a week since the harrowing trip to the hospital. I recalled her ashen face and the deep worry lines that framed her mouth as the doctors described her mother’s condition.I walked to the bedroom with a towel around my lower body to plug my phone into the charger, the brochures I had reviewed yesterday after my extensive resea
Amy"Do you want me to punch him in his throat? You know I took some karate when I was ten," Mara huffed as she sped towards her house.We had just wrapped up a cup of coffee at our favorite cafe, and I spilled the beans about everything that had unfolded since the moment Ryan and I kissed until I called Mara to pick me up. She was upset but not entirely surprised; after all, Ryan and I were both 'lobsters'—whatever that meant."Mara," I cautioned, aware that she wasn't the violent type, but her frustration could lead to some impulsive actions, like following Ryan and slashing his tires.My jaw clenched as I tried to keep my breath steady and my eyes dry. I didn't want to reveal how much Ryan going on a date after our kiss at the carnival last week affected me. The kiss that had ignited a spark in me was now drowned with a deluge of disappointment.And he didn't even have the decency to tell me. I overheard it when Caleb and Ryan were talking. Here I was, contemplating discussing the k
RyanMy body came alive as I felt her skin on mine. It’s like a live wire sparkling and dancing. Fuck! Thoughts in my mind were a chaotic swirl, making it impossible to make sense of anything.The thumping music and kaleidoscope lights of Vengeance faded away as we departed from the club, leaving me with a singular focus—Amy on my shoulder, her soft form pressed against me, her tempting ass close to my face, and the rhythmic drumming of her fists on my back.“Put me down,” Amy demanded, her body squirming in my grasp.I tightened my grip on her hip as I held her in the fireman’s carry. “Stop moving before I pinch this sexy ass.” My threat emerged through gritted teeth.“Don’t you dare,” she shot back, squirming once more and delivering punches to my back that felt like a fucking massage on my back.My mind popped up, an image of her massaging me sitting on my back of course both of us are naked. My already hardened cock responded with a twitch.“Put me down, Ryan, or I swear.....”Her
AmyI should be running to the hills, but here I am, spread wide on Ryan’s soft bed. The red flags are waving furiously–his obnoxious and rude behavior, and recent date with another woman–yet my brain waves goodbye to rationality.Yes, I danced with another guy, but this... this connection with Ryan feels like he’s sizzling playing with my body, soul, and spirit. Nerves and excitement course through me.I stared up at him as he gazed down at me and I tried not to have a stroke. He stands there, a formidable force, resembling a God of malice and mating. The dimly lit room enhances his dangerous aura. The room itself is virile, lacking any touch of softness, but right now, my focus is solely on the man before me.“Open your legs, baby. Take off your panties, but leave everything else on,” he commands, his voice a low, commanding rumble.His eyes darkened, a storm brewing within them, filled with an unmistakable hunger that sent a shiver down my spine.“Don't make me repeat myself!” he gr
RyanWith my eyes half-closed and my mind still clouded with sleep, I reached for my incessantly ringing phone on the nightstand. The sudden glare of the screen made me groan in annoyance.“What now?” I grumbled, answering the call.“Did I just wake up the great under-the-wire asshole who made me rise at seven in the morning for a meeting he didn’t bother showing up to?” Mark’s voice came through, laced with sarcasm.“Fuck, was that today?” I muttered, rubbing my eyes and trying to muster some alertness. “I’ll be there in a few minutes.”“A few minutes? It is already 11 am, dude. Are you okay?” Mark said.“What?” I exclaimed, the fog of sleep lifting abruptly. “Damn it. I overslept.”“Are you still the punctual Mr. I-am-never-late, or did aliens swap you out for a newer model?” Mark started chuckling while I got up, trying not to be annoyed at his stupid voice first thing in the morning.“Cut the crap,” I retorted, ending the call and ignoring his amusement.Running my hand through my
Amy“Good job, buddy,” I smiled and patted Liam’s back. “Do you want some juice after you are done with the amazing tower?”Liam’s brow furrowed as he looked at the enormous tower he made of Legos. He looked so cute, all concentrated on his task. He looked just like.....“Liam,” I called out a bit more firmly, hoping to draw him out of his Lego world.“Hmm?” he hummed, placing the block man on the tower, still ignoring me.“Liam,” I pouted. “Are you still angry at me?”“No, I am not,” he said in a snippy tone.“No?” I arched an eyebrow playfully, attempting to hide my amusement. “Does that mean we can go grab some juice now?”Liam scowled and crossed his arms defiantly. “No juice. I’m not talking to you. I’m mad.”My expression shifted to one of mock shock. “But you just said you’re not angry with me,” I teased, trying to suppress a laugh. I knew I shouldn’t laugh, but he was so cute.Liam huffed again, but I couldn’t hold back any longer. Rising from the sofa, I enveloped him in a hug
Ryan“Okay, so we’ve resolved all these bugs?” I leaned forward, addressing my team with a hint of urgency in my voice. The beta phase of our project was nearing its end, and there was no room for errors.“Yes, sir,” Mr. Martin confirmed, his brow glistening with a sheen of sweat. Most of the team, including Paula, our project lead, had been tirelessly working to iron out the kinks. “We’ve also made significant progress on the client reports and deliverables. We’ll be fully prepared for the launch.”“Keep me updated.” I nodded, acknowledging their efforts, before concluding the presentation.“Mr. Crawford,” Caine interrupted, sliding a stack of documents across the table. “These require your signature.”He turned the pages as I took a cursory reading and signed them absentmindedly. My sleep-deprived eyes stung with exhaustion, a consequence of the restless night I’d spent haunted by thoughts of Amy standing alone on the gazebo.Her sorrowful eyes and melancholic smile had etched themse