Xenia's family sound fun. Of course, Clay would make a sex joke out of his mother being an elitist snob. But Sophia's reaction, she didn't know Trevor even unintentionally hurt Clay.
I don’t care that she didn’t know. She was going to represent that scum despite everything. She stood there and was willing to defend Trevor and act like he was better than Don. Her words and actions are all that keep her from having a relationship with Reese and getting to know her grandchildren. Why can’t she open her damn eyes and see that we know what’s best for us? I don’t understand why or how, but the Frost women always alienate their children. It’s like a blood curse from great-grandma Emma, who so quickly and coldly abandoned my grandfather and his brothers to be raised by Nana Hazel. At the same time, she carried on her carefree life running the Frost empire, having affairs around the world with married men, and making many enemies. My mother, Aunt Emma, and Aunt Arieannah have followed that pattern. They were putting themselves above all else. Aunt Emma left her son to be raised by her parents so she could keep being a shallow Hollywood cunt that denied even having a son f
I need to get my head out of the clouds and keep my feet firmly on the ground. Making dinner together, eating on the terrace, and even enjoying what I imagine is some expensive wine is nice. It’s domestic and romantic, but that’s not us. We aren’t a couple. We don’t live together, so I shouldn’t feel all domestic about this situation. And Clay’s been honest that he doesn’t do relationships. I need to stop trying to picture a future with him. Staying here is temporary. This fantasy will be over as soon as I get a new place or can return to my apartment. I’ll go back to my life of not dating and only focusing on work and taking care of Tinkerbell. He’ll go back to his life of threesomes and one-night stands. We’ll forget all about each other, eventually. At least, that’s what I’m telling myself. My vagina, however, says there is no way she will let me forget Clay and his big dick. I can ignore her. Maybe I’ll buy one of those big dildos to shut her up with. My heart, however, thumped o
After five minutes of waiting, I decided to check on him. I waved a hand to the dogs, wanting to reassure them it was okay and telling them to stay out of it simultaneously. Carefully I climbed the stairs, listening for any sounds but was only met with silence. So he’s off the phone. Hesitantly I slowly opened the bedroom door. I wanted to give Clay time to tell me to go away. But when he didn’t, I stepped into the bedroom, frowning as I saw him sitting at the end of the bed, hunched over with his face in his hands. My heart broke seeing him like this. It was worse than this morning when he threw his mother out and sat on the floor against the door. “Clay… you don’t have to tell me. I just… I wanted to make sure you were okay. If you need space, I’ll leave. I can do that if you want someone to be silent with you. If you want to talk, I’ll listen.” I offered, walking closer slowly, not wanting to spook him. I yelped as his arms suddenly wrapped around my waist, and I was pulled into
I should feel like a shit-tier human being right now. I fucked Xenia to escape all the shit my mother unloaded on me. Who the hell does that? Who uses another person to escape reality? Me apparently. I’m the kind of loser asshole that uses a woman for sex to forget all his pain temporarily.She didn’t say no or make me stop, but that doesn’t make it any less of a douche move. Not to mention I just told her about my biggest secret with the new information about what my mother did. I have expressed more emotions around Xenia in the last twenty-four hours than I have anyone that’s not in my immediate family.My mother…no, Sophia lost all privileges to be called mother isn’t an immediate family in my book, and after that phone call, s
I have met more members of Clay’s family in a week than I had guys I’ve dated for months. And I honestly can’t say which was the worst meeting. Makayla caught me in a state of undress in her living room with Clay. His parents met me at the hospital when he had been drugged, and Sophia accused me of doing it. And now his sister has seen me naked, straddling him. I mean, it’s good that she hadn’t shown up earlier or a few minutes later because I’d been even more embarrassed. This is the second time one of his relatives has walked in on us during an intimate moment. This time it was more of an emotionally intimate moment. But given that his cock was stirring, we were on our way to round two. As fun as a second round sounded, even my pussy had to admit she needed a break. So maybe it’s for the best that we got interrupted. As we came downstairs, I recognized his brother-in-law from the pictures Clay showed me the other night at the bar. I can’t see the twins from here, but I know there i
I should be more worried about what my sister is saying to Xenia and what’s taking them so long. And if Don hadn’t decided to distract me by handing Nik and Leo to me, I would be. But honestly, it’s hard to think about anything else when I’m holding them. Leo had stopped fussing and, like her brother, was currently drooling against my shoulder, fast asleep. It reminded me of holding my cousins’ kids, especially Aiko and Saki, whom I held like this. Though they were smaller than my niece and nephew, the Nikolaidis gene wasn’t as strong as my cousins’ kids. I know most people would be worried about letting me hold something as delicate as a baby. Hell, my hand is bigger than most newborns’ heads. But being big doesn’t mean I’m not gentle. “You’re good with them. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised at this point. They’ve always settled down in your arms since you first held them.” Don commented as he portioned out dinner to four plates. “It’s a gift. Forrest called me the baby whisperer.”
“I knew I didn’t like that woman when she first showed up at my house.” Don shook his head. “I’m sorry, Clay. I can’t and don’t want to imagine your pain.” He frowned, looking from my sister holding their son to me holding their daughter. “And I’m sure it’s a pain that won’t just go away. But maybe with some therapy, you’ll work past it. And I can say when your post haunts you and the pain your blood inflicted on you hurts so bad you want to cut yourself off from the world, having someone at your side always makes it better.” Don nodded in Xenia’s direction. Xenia blushed a little. “I… that’s implying there is more to us than there probably is.” She shook her head. It hurt hearing that. I can’t exactly fault Xenia for it. It’s not like either of us has said what this is. Sure we’ve shared our secret pains, but that doesn’t mean we are something more than two hurt people finding an escape in sex together. “So true, Don.” Reese nodded. “And Xenia, everyone at this table knows you two
If you’d told me two weeks ago that the guy I fell into a pond with would be my boyfriend and that I’d be moving in with him, I’d say you were nuts. I’d have thought it as believable as having to go to court later to give testimony against my now former neighbor. Yet here I am, taping shut the last box of my belongings. My family decided they ALL had to drive up from Jersey to help. It’s not like I had much stuff or was taking any furniture. Do you know that saying that too many cooks in the kitchen will burn the soup? Too many Rosarios in a tiny apartment cause headaches for all. I need some extra strength Tylenol after this. Clay is lucky he had to work this morning, so he is missing out on the headache. Though it’s probably good, he isn’t here. There wouldn’t be enough room for anyone else to come in and out of the apartment with boxes, as he’d take up half the space. Shit, maybe he should have come. Then I’d have a reason to tell my family just to let us handle it. Instead, I hav