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ZaneI was kissing her again.It was becoming a thing, just like casual hand holding, or touching her, my lips had this insane mad desire to taste hers - and I watched myself, the self-control, the insecurity of people using me for their own selfish reasons, slowly slip away with each piece of myself I gave - each piece she took.Because that's what kissing was.Personal.Intimate.A very real way to share your feelings about someone without actually saying them - I was a wordsmith, it was my job to make people believe with my words that I was in love with them, that I was in love with love.But my lips?They had always been mine.My virginity, mine.They couldn't take it - because I refused to give it.Nobody should ever feel like they have to give pieces of themselves in order to gain love, security, acceptance, I knew that better than anyone did - because I'd had to grow up without all of the above.Until finally, I was given it right along with fame.But like so many
Seaside Pictures Chapter 65
Fallon"Are you sick?" Mags leaned forward and pressed her palm to my forehead. "Hmm, you feel warm."I shoved her hand away. "You don't even know what you're doing."She held up her hands and then reached for her coffee, chewing on the lid like it was a straw. "You know, you've been on edge for the past week."One week.ONE full week of no Zane.No texts.Nothing.And in my gut, I knew it was partially my fault. I'd walked away, he'd shared a part of himself with me, a part that nobody knew, and I'd walked away. Because he scared me, his intensity scared me, he was a forever guy, now more than ever. I shuddered, rubbing my hands up and down my arms."You were happy," Mags pointed out. "Until your little excursion with our fun little popstar on the beach."I jerked my head up. "How did you even know about that?"She rolled her eyes. "You really need to subscribe to more gossip magazines or at least pay attention when you check out at the grocery store." She held up her fin
Seaside Pictures Chapter 66
ZaneI took a break from her, not because I was still angry or even upset, but because suddenly the music wouldn't stop coming. I turned to music, as I always did, only this time, it wasn't my savior.It was my sanity.The more I sang, the more grounded I felt.The more grounded I felt, the more I thought about things from her perspective.And I felt like a dick.Because what did I expect? To sweep her off her feet and tell her that despite what millions of people around the world said about me - it wasn't true.I wanted her.Yet, look at any Google search of my name.And I was at the Grammys with supermodels.Supermodels who thought a full meal was an ounce of almonds and a bite of cheese.I was asking a lot for someone who was normal. And after Alec sat me down and basically told me I was inhuman after all the songs I managed to record, I realized, maybe, I wasn't as normal as I'd like to think I was.And then when Will said the last song I dropped today was the best tr
Seaside Pictures Chapter 67
FallonMy eyes filled with tears.Four weeks.It took four weeks for Zane Andrews to own me.Then again, he'd had me with the first marshmallow, with the first arrogant smirk as he walked around the house completely naked, except for a weird scarf that wrapped around his neck.God help me, I might not even make it to week five without asking if I could carry his firstborn.At nineteen.Was it obsession? Or something more.Something deeper.He stood and held out his hand.I took it.I realized then, I would always take it, wouldn't I?He kicked sand onto the fire, grabbed the rest of the marshmallows, and kissed me on the forehead as we walked in silence down the boardwalk.My heart thumped against my chest in hammer-like fashion, only to pick up the minute Zane held open the door to The Seaside Resort.Where I worked.He didn't go to the front desk.Then again, you had to be an actual member to stay at the Resort, so I was more than a little confused as we made our wa
Seaside Pictures Chapter 68
ZanePlease, God, don't let me be wrong about her, about what I felt, what I saw when I looked into her trusting eyes.I wanted her physically.I craved her emotionally.To be able to stay in a hotel room by myself - had been like defeating a giant. She had no way of knowing that, but what do you say to the person who, inch by inch, holds your hand while you tell them about the invisible monsters, the type that, to anyone else, make no sense at all, but to you, are crippling?I knew there was no going back.From this scene, her gorgeous naked little body. She was at least a foot shorter than me, curvy in all the places that made a guy want to stop and take notice, her ass round.Her color was bright as she visibly swallowed and then licked her lips. "Zane, you can trust me.""Okay." My voice shook, and like peeling off layers and layers of clothing as winter turns into summer, I felt myself internally shed every single wall I'd ever put up when it came to sex - to sharing tha
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Fallon"What are you doing?" Zane sat up in bed while I held up my hand motioning that he needed to give me a minute. When I returned with a bag of marshmallows his grin was so huge it took over half of his face. "Best sex of my life and you bring me marshmallows in bed? Who are you?"I rolled my eyes, feeling myself blush. "I figured you'd need some sugar after all that yelling, mainly on your part." I tossed him one. "Cursing, which by the way, still you." I tossed him another while he rolled his eyes. "And collapsing across the bed... still you, by the way.""I had a lot of pent-up sexual aggression that was just released." His naked chest was impossible not to stare at. "You can't just release the beast from its cage and not expect it to tucker itself out."I covered my face with my hands. "You did not just say that.""Why are you blushing?" he asked innocently. "Why do you keep trying to take all of my jobs away from me, damn it! I'm supposed to be the innocent maiden, blus
Seaside Pictures Chapter 70
ZaneI was flying.Every time she gave herself to me - which by the time five a.m. rolled around, had already been twice more, I was flying.Each experience was different.Each kiss evolved.Each touch transformed into something more meaningful. Something that meant a hell of a lot more than a twenty-four-hour booty call.She was breathing deep, her wild hair falling across her face, kissing her barely parted lips.I leaned down and kissed her forehead then walked over to my guitar and picked it up.I processed things differently than most people. Therapy had never worked for me because talking about the anxiety had always made it worse, almost like this weird paranoia that if I talked about it, it made it more real, so I kept it to myself.But talking to Fallon felt freeing.Like I could trust her with the deepest darkest parts of me, and she'd still hold my hand.It was hard to process or even explain the openness with which she treated me, like I wasn't a freak, like th
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FallonThe sun burst through the window casting a warm light across my bare arms. I slowly stretched my sore body and rubbed my eyes.Memories of the night before assaulted me over and over again causing a slow burn to start from my toes and spread all the way to my face.The things he said.The things we did.The way he touched me.I suppressed a nervous giggle."Something funny?" An extremely - thank you, God - naked Zane was standing in the doorway, a cup of coffee in one hand, a marshmallow in the other, and an acoustic guitar hanging off the side of his body.I wasn't really sure if I should laugh or just cry at the image of perfection standing in front of me, every rippled muscle on display for me to see.That was the thing about Zane.His secrets were his and his alone.But his body? It was as if he knew the mental barriers he put up and didn't want to do the same with the physical ones, like it was all he had to share at times.And I respected that.Even though I
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