Valentine
"Lance?" I spat in complete confusion. For a moment, Lance, the person that I don't quite expect to see in five years - not even in ten years, stood shocked and probably couldn't move a single muscle right now.
"Heyyy, Valentine," He greeted awkwardly.
"What are you doing here?"
"Uhmm....."<
Dominic
Valentine"Are you seeing what I'm seeing?" Ivana whispered to me as we both hid out of sight."How long have they been here?" I inquired, clenching Ivana's shoulder. I might not be surprised
ValentineI cupped Ivana’s little face and slowly fastened her lips to mine. I almost cannot believe that I’m doing this right now, and I don’t even know what came over me to even do this. It’s not like I never kissed a girl before, a brief history of my life w
DominicSpencer or Alec, if that’s, in fact, his real name, suggested that we should go watch some movies after this dinner, and I’m quite reluctant at the thought of it. First of all, I wasn’t even planning on seeing him right after this dinner. Second, I reckon that the longer I hang out with him, the more he’ll get attached to me. Lastly, even though he’s a hot guy and looked like he’s a successful man, I am not yet ready to commit. I’m not yet prepared for what’s about to come my way.
DominicI shut my eyes as I unprecedentedly locked my lips on Spencer’s. Valentine had begun to get back on my head, and all I wanted is to have so
DominicThe next morning, I woke up comfortably, curled up in Spencer's inner spoon as he hugged me while he snored inaudibly. I can feel his skin against mine. My eyes took some time to struggle and adjust from the sun's bright filaments rising towards the horizon that cut right into the room. Parts of Spencer’s sheet were still drenched with our mixed sweats from last night’s unbelievably steamy session. Pulling Spencer’s arm tighter on me, I shut my eyes once again and convinced myse
VincentIt’s been days since the last time that I saw Lance, and I’ve been thinking about his recent episode of lashing out on me. We were all under the influence of alcohol, but he was drunk as fuck. I guess he has a low tolerance for alcohol that he got drunk almost immediately after initially having two cups when Yhannie and I already had gone warm and tipsy. I almost thought that he mistakenly lashed out on me thinking that I was someone he used to know, but then it came down to my own re
Lance“Hey,” I was busy fixing my stuff when I heard someone speak from behind. The filler music from the main bar is already banging, but the voice reigned supreme and thoroughly sounded extremely familiar that it made me flinch for a second.