True love is not the number of kisses, or how often you get them, true love is the feeling that still lingers long after the kiss is over ❦
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❦Simon Reed, she's stubborn, sassy, unkind as people would say, no one has ever gotten close enough to fin...
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Simon had left me to go beget the door. In all honesty I didn't want her to leave. I liked feeling her presence next to me. I felt her intense gaze staring at me, I didn't want to ruin the moment so I pretended to be asleep. Truth be told I was exhausted.
As soon a I opened my eyes memories of last night came flooding in. 'Does that feel good pretty boy' the thought alone made me twitch behind the material that was my pants.
I snapped out of my thoughts once I got a call. I grabbed my phone from the bedside table.
The same unknown number that had been calling me for days called once again. Every time the number called I had declined, but since they kept calling I decided to answer. Just this once.
I answered and brought the phone to my ear "hello, miles" I familiar voice said.
The familiar voice is one I could never forget, one that hunted me. I sat up "mother" I said with a blank voice , void of any emotion.
"Nice of you to finally answer your dear mothers phone calls" her high pitched voice said. Once I heard the voice again it made me cringe slightly. It had been years since I heard it.
"What do you want " I rolled my eyes at the thought of her and the rest of the fuckers I called my family. "I want you to come have dinner with me and your brother" my blood pressure was threw the roof once she called that discrimination my brother.
"Fuck no" I said and hung up.
I rubbed my forehead stressfully before another call came through I declined before she called again. "What?!" I shouted.
"Miles we need to talk it's about your father, please have dinner with us" my father?
My father had died years ago, what could they possibly have to talk about. I was intrigued to say the least but I still didn't want to see them.
"Please, Miles" I rolled my eyes once again "fine, where do you want to meet"
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