Rayline Cole walked out of his bedroom door grinning, while the scenes of my trip down memory lane continued, going back to the time when he first lost control, when we spent the day together in the downtown area, going to his house at night, the first time we kissed. His expression was always blank, frankly speaking, I could not figure out what he was thinking or what he was seeing. He said that soul searching meant he could see everything, my thoughts, my feelings, everything became open to him like a book through his fingertips. He kept moving on until the scene was changed. It was back to the first day of college when I was talking to Nicolas on the side of the road, and my eyes were on the grass, seeing Cole for the first time. During the scene, Cole was listening to my conversation with Nicolas while standing at the back, and he let out a low chuckle. "What are you thinking about?" I asked, and he turned to look at me. "While you were sitting there?" I pointed at him, who

Rayline Cole shifted slightly away, his face only inches from mine, and my hand came up to cup the side of his face. "Show me," my breath came out, my eyes darkening. "Show me how sorry you are." His eyes seemed to gleam in purple before he leaned down and pulled me into a lustful kiss. His legs were between mine as his hands rubbed my sides, and I let out a long breath as his lips moved to suck on my jaw. I jolted slightly at his touch, with my hands reaching behind his back and wrinkling the fabric of his shirt. "Oh God, I have missed you," my voice whispered, and his lips lifted back up to meet mine, his tongue slipping into my mouth with a muffled groan. "I have missed you so much, kitten," he whispered before going back to sucking my lips and taking a gentle bite of my lip, and I mewled in return. Then his hands dropped to my waist, his fingers playing with my waistband as his mouth trailed down my neck. He sucked on the smoothness of my skin. A small sting made me moan, but

Rayline I walked into the kitchen, with Taylor's loose shirt covering my body as I made my way to the fridge. I figured that he would not mind what I was rummaging through. Meanwhile, Cole sat at the kitchen table as I grabbed some juice and headed to the cupboard for a glass. There was the sound of footsteps coming closer and I saw that Jesse walked in scratching his sleepy head as he looked at the two of us. "Morning," I greeted him, and he nodded slowly, his eyes still squinted slightly, most likely because he was still sleepy. "You two are up so early." Then he made his way to one of the chairs and took a seat. "Yeah, sort of," I said as I walked over to the counter and stood across from where the two of them were sitting. Jesse's eyes slowly traveled over me, then over to Cole, more precisely over the shirtless Cole before finally turning back to look at me again, with his eyes squinting right at my neck. "That was fast." "Huh?" My eyes blinked as my only reaction between

Rayline Chase burst through the door of the mansion before heading into the living room, finding everyone sitting around. When I looked up, he locked eyes with me before finally stepping closer to me. He bent down and instantly pulled my body into his arms, and my eyes widened in shock as I sat there. "Are you okay?" Then Chase let go of his embrace and placed both of his hands on my shoulders. "Yes, Chase, I'm fine." And he let out a sigh of relief. "I tried to get here faster, but I got stuck." He straightened up and put his hands on his hips. "All I could do was send you the message." I furrowed my brows for a moment but then flashed back to the memory of my dream. "That... that was real?" I asked and Chase nodded. "I thought it was just a dream." "It was," he said with a laugh. "But I sent you a message to hang in there." He trailed off for a moment. "I know Cole is already on his way, but I'm not sure if Nicolas can catch up with him." Then Chase glanced at Cole and stepped

Rayline We both took a seat at one of the tables in the small cafe. Cole sits across the table from me and starts reading the menu while I just stare out the window. "This feels weird," I said with a small smile. "What?" he asked, looking up. "This is it. It feels like everything is back to normal. Like I was not kidnapped a few days ago." "Yeah..." He muttered as he looked down. "Let's just hope it stays like this," he said, and I nodded in agreement. The two of us quickly ordered our food, and as we started to eat, my eyes were completely fixed on his eyes. "So," I said, resting my elbows on the table, "tell me about what you have been doing these past few months." Then he finished his chew of food and put down his cutlery. "Well..." He talked while adjusting his sitting position. "I guess when I first left, I just wanted to get away. Make sure that you are safe and just... try to forget about it." He picked up the time to take a small pause. "But it did not take long for me