Brianna's standpoint "He what?!" "He just called me and asked me out to dinner tomorrow evening, I'm so excited… Is it okay to be excited? Since he is your brother and you're my friend, am I walking into a trap?" "Capital letter yes," she said bluntly. My enthusiasm dropped. "Oh," "Don't get me wrong, Brianna, my brother is a wonderful man and will never hurt a woman. He treasures their emotions a lot and wishes not to make them cry on his account. That is the reason why he doesn't ever date or get too intimate with a woman. He usually just teases them, frustrates them, and plays around but never gets into a serious relationship and you know that." "Then he is just asking me out to frustrate me?" "No, because he likes you," "I don't understand, I thought you just said—" "I know what I said. Jacky does not let his sexual desires or feelings control him, no matter how strong it is. But when it gets bad, he foolishly bullies the girl or runs to his non-exclusive girlfriend. They
Autumn's standpoint I tightened the knot of the thin scarf over my hips as I walked to the sea. Mordecai was out swimming, I was with him before I went in to prepare dinner. Cai was floating on the water like a dead man. The sea carried his body so effortlessly that my heart skipped. He might be… I rushed to the sea just to make sure he wasn't dead. "Mordecai! Mordecai, are you alright?!" He raised his head from the water and smiled. I heaved with relief. "Can you stop floating in the water like a dead person? You scared me." "It's not my fault I know how to swim too well!" He shouted. I rolled my eyes. He said he was the captain of the swim team back in high school and wanted to be a swimmer before he changed his mind. Mordecai was very good at swimming, it was like the water and he was one. "Just come out, dinner is ready," he easily dived back into the water and disappeared under the deep blue sea. I started heading back to the cottage. It was cold and it was getting to me becau
Meredith's standpoint I'm going on a date! I can't believe it! It's not like I haven't been on dates, it's just that I was on THE date with the man of my dreams. Chelsea and Brianna were dressing me up. Brianna was applying my makeup while Chelsea was searching for the shoes that would go with the dress she chose. She said she didn't want it to be too much but yet she went all out in excitement. So technically, I was wearing a ridiculously tight dark red dress, the same color as red wine. The dress had a French cut in front of it. Like seriously, the dress was strangling my hips and showing the world why I'm Meredith Olsen. The neckline of the dress was plunging, cutting deep below my ribcage and shielded by lace material, though you could still see a lot of skin, and by skin, I mean my boobs. The sleeveless hand of the dress was lacy, as well as the back. It was just there for design because it didn't cover anything. Chelsea made sure I didn't wear a bra since the dress didn't need
Meredith's standpoint The anticipation of something can be the death of anyone. At first, I was okay, but the closer we got to the five-star restaurant, the more nervous I got as I anticipated his reaction. Would he be as shocked as Elmo? Or momentarily lose his voice or just stand there frozen? Would he immediately come to kiss me? What if he doesn't even react at all? What if he just does what he usually does, smile? What if indeed he is a homo? I will commit suicide if that should be the case. There was fear laced with my nervousness, the fear of him not reacting at all was strong. After everything and he doesn't show a sign that he appreciates what he sees, then I'm completely finished. If suicide doesn't please me, I'll devote my life to a convent or embrace lesbianism because then I would be certain I'm cursed never to be with a man. "Here we are, miss," I looked around the place and gulped. "Thank you, Elmo. You said I should just walk in and find table forty-nine, right?"
Meredith's standpoint You know, people would say on their first date they need to be calm and hold back a little information. It was logical. As for me, I never succeeded in pulling that off. One thing that scared most of my date off. Even though I started out trying to play sexy, I lost myself in talking. It wasn't nice as Angela already talked him into frustration but I couldn't stop my mouth from spilling out roll after roll of words. Aaron sat on his chair, one hand supporting his cheek while the other either unconsciously or consciously stroked my open thigh. I don't know because I was busy telling him my life story. He was a patient listener, although I doubt he was even listening with the—maybe fake or sincerely—amused smile plastered on his face the whole time. When he ate and I talked, he chuckled here and there and made small comments. He wasn't a talker, I knew that so I was glad to do the talking for him. "And I said I didn't care, but he still claimed that I love him. I
Meredith's standpoint Immediately he successfully dragged me to his bedroom, his lips came crashing down on mine all of a sudden, so sudden I nearly fell, but he caught me by the small of my back. I tried to stabilize myself and control my racing heart so I could handle the force he was using. He was kissing me like there was no tomorrow and as if the only thing he was thinking about was pinning me to the bed and smashing me to his satisfaction. My eyes widened, Aaron not figuratively, I repeat, not figuratively ripped my dress apart. My beautiful dress, we just met each other and she died so soon. He's a wolf! If there was ever any doubt that he had a wild side locked up in there, it was proven at that moment. He moved me backward to the bed which I couldn't see and pushed me down onto it. Almost immediately, he climbed on the bed, took my clutch, and flung it to the end of the bed before he started taking his clothes off while kneeling over me. "Aaron, I'm not ready for this, I wa
Meredith's standpoint I captured his lips with mine, and ran my tongue over his bottom lip, sucking it playfully and teasingly, loving the way his body shook violently, and how he was growling with frustration. I smiled in satisfaction, someone was indeed hungry for me. I pushed myself up to my knees only for him to growl with displeasure. "Hold on," I said, grabbing the band of the panty I didn't understand but Brianna made me wear it because she claims it's sexy—which it is because Aaron's eyes said it all. "Aaron, let me take care of you for tonight—" "Aren't I supposed to be the one doing that since this is your first time?" He questioned with one brow raised. "Yes, but this is also the moment where everything I do matters to decide your sexuality, I need to have this satisfaction that I tried," I explained as I straddled him again. "But it isn't right, I should take care of you," he argued. "Shut up," I said as I rolled my eyes indifferently, "you are going to enjoy this or
Brianna's standpoint I tapped my nails on the steering wheel as I drove back to my house. I spent the whole day working and we finally sold the shares. The plan was going great, especially because it was provoking Landon more and more. I was so glad, very excited to the point I even forgot about Jacky. Well, it came back once I was driving home back to loneliness. I was torn up because I hadn't seen the news where he publicly announced that he was in love or anything like that. He didn't come to the office as promised either, which meant I was on my own. Jacky had moved on, he never liked me as Meredith and Autumn claimed. I was back to square one. It wasn't a new experience but that didn't mean it didn't hurt. It didn't mean I wasn't feeling the pain of rejection. Maybe I should just give up and never think about love because it's obvious my stars are cursed. The thing with Landon is the third successful thing I achieved, and I hadn't even successfully completed it yet. I guess thi