I'm Yours

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Anyways onto the story ☺️:

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Willow's POV:

Did I lose my steak?

Sadly, I did not. I've tried to, believe me, but Flynn is an annoying ass bitch who wants our first time to be 'special' or some shit like that.

He said that he wants it to be memorable, enjoyable, and surpass my standards. In my personal opinion, sex is sex, so if he wants to do all that, then go ahead. But I just don't see the point in it.

Right now we're on winter break, and Flynn is cuddling with me as we watch Elf. He has his arms wrapped around my waist as I am positioned in between his legs with my back laying against his chest.

Papa had taken mama on a weekend getaway to Maui. Danny also had gone with them since mama wanted to show him what a real beach looks like. I am a tincy bit jealous because I wanted to go to Maui again, but mama says that we have a pool in our backyard so I can swim there.

"Flynn?"

"Yeah?" He says, his fingers now trailing along my waist.

"What do you want for Christmas?" I ask.

"Nothing. You already got me all the shoes I wanted," he says, leaning his head down to kiss my neck. "Thank you again, by the way."

"You're welcome," I smile. "But seriously Flynn, I'm not going to get you nothing. There must be something you want."

"Well I already have you, so there's really nothing else that I want," he admits.

"You're so cheesy," I say, rolling my eyes.

"But it's the truth," he rasps, now tightening his large, strong hands around my hips as he leaves sloppy kisses against my neck, and shoulders.

"Are you sure you don't wanna fuck?"

"I told you that I'm not going to fuck you Willow. I'm going to make love to you," he states, moving a hand up to my hair, and pulling my head to the side to get better access of my neck. "It's going to be special with you, so I need it to be perfect."

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Ryker's POV:

Since I've gotten out of the hospital, Auggie has not left my side once. He is always either holding onto my hand, waist, or tugging onto my shirt.

"Aug, I have to go."

"Why?" He says trying not to whine.

"My grandpa wants to see me," I say.

The nurses told me that he visited as much as he could. I was surprised when I heard this because my grandpa is a very busy man. My father on the other hand didn't care to check on me once. Neither did my mother.

"How long will your visit be?" He asks, looking up at me with wide eyes.

"I'll make it as short as possible," I promise, before giving him a gentle kiss on his lips. "I'll be back soon."

"Okay," he says, lowering his head. "I guess I'll just have to make these cookies on my own," he sighs dramatically, letting go of my shirt and looking at the cookie dough on the countertop.

"My sweet Aug, stop being so dramatic," I tease. "I'll make cookies with you in a couple of hours. Just be patient."

Aug then looks at me, before crossing his arms and storming off. Are you kidding me! Why is he acting like a baby all of a sudden?