Cole:‘Did you get home, okay?’Me:‘Yes, Cole, I’m a big girl. I can take of myself.’Cole:‘I know you can, but I still worry. What are you up to?’Me:‘Watching a movie with the girls and Josh.’While I wait for his reply, my phone starts ringing with his name on the screen. I excuse myself and walk to my bedroom to answer the phone. “Why are you calling me at this time?” I whisper as I close my bedroom door.“Why is Josh at yours?!” Cole barks and I close my eyes sighing.“I told you we’re watching a movie. What’s it got to do with you anyway?” I ask hotly trying to keep my voice down, and I can hear Cole pacing on his end.“Christ, Shayla, are you trying to make me crazy? Are you deliberately doing this to make me jealous to get a reaction out of me? because you’re fucking succeeding!&rdquo

“Uh, Christ, Cole. We have to stop.”I lift my eyes to look up at Shayla and suck her clit hard. “You sure baby?”She gasps, her legs quivering every time I swipe my tongue over her clit. Her fingers curl in my hair, and she rocks her hips up against my mouth. I resist the urge to smile, her mouth may be saying no, but her body is just begging for me. “Ohh fuck.” She moans breathily, biting her lip as I slowly bring her to orgasm. “Cole, oh fuck, I’m gonna…” She pants, biting her lip hard to keep from screaming while she fists the covers tight as she climaxes. I groan hungrily drinking up every little bit of her girl cream while she quivers and pulses against my tongue. “Oh my God..” She pants breathlessly as I kiss up her stomach, pushing her shirt up till I expose her natural c-cup breasts.“Shayla? You up?” We both jump when we hear Aimee call out her name. Shayla’s eye

He sighs and leans forward regarding me seriously. “You do the right thing and set her free because that’s what love really is. Sacrifice. Have you never heard the expression, set what you love free, and if it returns, it was always meant for you, and if it doesn’t, it was never meant to be?” He expresses, and I sigh.“It’s just easier said than done though, Isn’t it?”“Son, there are two types of love, there’s selfless and selfish love. Love is not only for the good times you share with someone but more so about the hardship you share and doing what’s best for the other person. Like your girl, for example, she loves you so much she walked away and let you be with the one you thought you wanted to be with. That’s selfless love and what you have is selfish love. You’re only thinking about what you want, your pain and you’re no sparing a thought to what she needs. What you’re feelin

If someone asked me to describe the absolute worst moments of your life— I would have told them about the day I lost my Dad. It was a moment I never wanted to live ever again. That is, of course, until the man you’re in love with tells you he doesn’t want to live anymore in the middle of the night and races off in his sports car. The way my hands and legs shook as I watched him speed off madly down the road. I call him on his phone to tell him to come back, but he doesn’t answer. Instead, he ends my call and turns his phone off. I drop to my knees, screaming in the middle of my living room, my head in my hands.Aimee comes running out of her room when she’s heard me and kneels in front of me, followed by Jo. “Shayla! What happened?!”“What the hell is going on?” Jo asks Aimee who shrugs and shakes her head while she tries to calm me down. “Shay, shhh, shhh, what’s the matter, babe?”“C

“Look at her! Take a good look at what Cole is doing to her. There’s nothing left of her anymore, just leave her the fuck alone. She’s at breaking point, are you trying to drive her to the point of insanity!” Aimee shouts angrily. “I hope for both your sakes Cole is okay, but I will not allow you both to destroy my friend, she’s been through enough, now get the fuck out!” Aimee exclaims as she comes to my side as I rock back and forth on the floor with my head in my arms sobbing. Sophie walks out of the apartment, slamming the door shut behind her. “Shayla.” Aimee kneels next to me, wrapping her arms around me and pulling me into her chest. “Shhh, it’s okay, she’s gone, she’s gone, babe.”“He’s gone, and it’s all my fault.” I wail and Aimee shakes her head tightening her hold on me.“He’s not gone, he’ll be back.” She reassures me and help