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“I promise, it’s different this time. Jyeon and I are starting over in our way and not letting OLO or anything pressure us. This is for us and nothing and no one else. The past is done; let’s just look to a future and all of us making ourselves happy.”
“I wouldn’t let her do anything that made her miserable again. She’s not the girl she was, and Jyeon wants to make her happy.” Greta intervenes, showing support and giving mother reassurance. Mother seems to accept what we’re saying, gazing from Greta to me and blinking back damp misty eyes. She gently pats me on the arm before releasing me, watching me with narrowed eyes until she’s sure I am not bluffing. I smile at her as I slide into my seat.
“You’re my daughter, no matter what. I had a long time to realize I wasn’t the best mother for you after ….. you know. It’s not like that anymore, and your happiness matters more to me tha
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“Home sweet home.” Greta dumps her hand luggage in the center of the Tarry shack as I walk in behind her and gaze around the much-missed home of ours. Glad to be back here even though we were not gone all that long, not even far, and yet it feels like we went to another planet. That it’s been months instead of one. It’s the warmest and most relaxing breath of fresh air to walk in here, letting all my stresses go and basking in the feel of familiar safety.We covered up everything with dust sheets down here since we didn’t know how long we would be gone, and this area gets a lot of incoming sand and salty air from the air vents, and it looks oddly abandoned. Everything is covered in cream cloth. All the chairs are upside down on surfaces, creating a sea of beige mountains with weird ridges and peaks.“Where do you want these?” Bryant shuffles behind us with suitcases in hand, and Greta lurches into action. Instantly smiley and a
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We stay that way for a moment, my arms snaking around him to return the love and closing my eyes to savor how amazing his touch always feels. Always at peace and content in his arms now. He draws back and cups my face with one hand, edging us slightly apart so we are semi-cuddling.Jyeon lifts my chin, so my eyes flutter open, and sinks a passionate kiss on me, molding his lips to mine and pressing us tightly together. Kissing me with longing and need while teasing my lips open, we move to full French making out with exploring tongues and heavy breathing, losing ourselves in each other. Forgetting we are standing in the middle of the dining area. My body revving up in heat and hormones, and my pulse rate rises as every one of my nerve endings respond to him.Jyeon pulls away first, leaving me breathless and dizzy from kissing me senseless, and rests his nose against mine so he can gaze deeply into my eyes once more. The air crackles between us. I am so responsive and f
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The phone buzzing by my head drags me out of my deep slumber, and I reach out groggily, feeling along the smooth surface to capture my vibrating device. It’s like a hammering drill on my skull, and my eyes are glued shut. I’m so tired and muggy-headed, and I slide it towards me, peeling one eye open to check if it’s an alarm, and see Yoonah’s name on the screen. Pulsing at me in demand. I swipe it to answer, haul it under the duvet with me, and press it to my ear so I can close my eyes back in my safe, warm, cozy bubble. Jyeon’s hot body pressed up behind me with an arm tossed casually across my waist, and his heavy breathing indicates he’s still oblivious.“Hello.” I murmur, sounding very much like a person who is not with the world yet.“Sohla, is that you? Are you still asleep?...” Yoonah’s very alert and bright. His cheery voice is like a big pointy prod to my aching skull that makes me wince. It&rsq
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“So, did you enjoy your vacation?” Tom seems oblivious to the impending newcomer glaring his way and my obvious discomfort and need to escape. My heart is doing the rhumba because Jyeon looks exactly like a guy who will not be polite and idly walk by.“It wasn’t really that kind of vacation…. I need to get the shack opened and changed. It’s nice to see you again, have a good day.” I make to hightail it away from him, aware Jyeon is less than ten feet from us and rapidly closing, when Tom catches him out of the corner of his eye, and his entire expression stiffens. He inclines his head, recognition spreading across his face, and adopts a similar unfriendly frown to my idiot man.“We meet again.” Jyeon slides up with a cocky smirk, catching me mid escape by the upper arm, and tugs me into his side so he can lasso an arm around my shoulders. It’s such an obvious move to show off who’s woman I am. He leans
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Jyeon exhales heavily, uneasy with admitting to any of this now, and I can sense his tension and awkwardness over this painful topic. He knows it’s digging a hole for him, yet I can feel his desire to be completely honest with me.“Less than a month. After you met her for the first time, it stemmed from there because she relentlessly pursued me. I guess she saw through the sham of our marriage, and I was stuck in a rut and looking for something different from what had become our everyday bullshit. Maybe I wanted you to find out and react. Have some kind of real response from you… I don’t know. I didn’t see her that often, maybe twice a week at most, as it was mainly calls and texts, and the morning you came to her apartment…. was the last time we….. The accident was the end of anything.” he trails off, not wanting to say the words, admitting to the end of their sexual relationship after my dramatic fit at her do
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