"This isn't you Cade." My voice is small.
I don't know if I'll ever understand why he suddenly changed, but I'm grateful he did. Whatever happened to him is a benefit to what is happening to us right now.
Cade tucks the strands of my hair that fall...
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Present Time.
With Freya straddling my waist, I walk to her car and place her butt gently on the hood.
"Tired of holding me already?" She smirks and I laugh. I position myself to stand in between her legs.
"Never Pigtails." Freya gives me a pointed look, before uttering, "how many nicknames are you gonna call me?" I brush my thumb across her swollen lips.
"As many as possible." My voice has taken a mellow turn.
She tilts her head, staring deeply into my eyes. Her arms are still circled around my neck, while I'm busying my fingers with runs on her thighs.
"In all honesty Cade, I still feel like punching you for showing the opposite of what you're doing now towards me all this time." She says in a serious tone and I sigh.
"That really fucked me up. More than I'll ever like to admit." A smile slips through my lips at the last part of her statement. I know what she's pointing out is serious, but I couldn't help but feel some form of pride.
Pride that I could do that to her.
Well maybe I shouldn't bask in joy for fucking her up.
"I'm sorry." I assist my apology with a kiss.
"But to be fair, you equally fucked me up too." A large sadistic grin present itself across Freya's lips.
"Fucking each other up already isn't a good sign for a healthy relationship, don't you think Cade?" She lifts a brow at me, anticipating my response.
"Does that mean we are officially together Freya?" The question comes out in a playful tone, but I'm dead ass serious.
She pursed her lips, then removes her right arm from around my neck, lifting up her fingers to graze my face.
"I don't see a reason why we shouldn't be." She says softly. A heartwarming smile follows after her statement and I couldn't keep myself from her lips any longer again.
I subconsciously grip Freya's naked thighs hard with my hands, as our kiss intensifies and I feel her smile against my lips. I don't pay attention to it, because I'm too intoxicated with the feeling of devouring her mouth.
"Although, there are reasons why we shouldn't be together." Freya's sudden statement kills our kiss.
Knowing what she means by that, I pull away from her. I search her face to see if there's any doubt of reluctance, but there's none. Only worry.
Choosing not to dampen our moods and enjoy this moment, I divert from the topic.
"What do we do now?" I continue rubbing her laps with my palm. She immediately grasp the idea that I don't wanna talk about our possibly awaiting problems.
