Small town gossip is rarely just that. But when your cousin and best friend catches the culprit in the act, you can no longer ignore it. Small towns rarely let you move on, so instead you move away, and to Boston where you can either wallow in your...
Summary: Small town gossip is rarely just that. But when your cousin and best friend catches the culprit in the act, you can no longer ignore it. Small towns rarely let you move on, so instead you move away, and to Boston where you can either wallow in your self pity, or get out...and that's where you meet Andy Barber.
Pairings: Cole Turner X Reader
Rating: explicit
Warnings: cheating, language, mentions of losing virginity, mentions of phone sex, face riding, mentions of blowjobs, 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 2.4
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"Peach Blossom!" Your Memaw Leona Faye stomps her foot at the bottom of the stairs. "Peach Blossom! It is time for your sorry behind to wake up!" She takes one step up, and hears you groan.
Rubbing the sleep out of your eyes, you bury yourself deeper under the covers, it was too bright and too cold out there. "Peach Blossom!"
"It's okay for you to say ass, you know!"
"Why I have never! Tip!" She glares back at her husband, who shrugs his shoulders. "You did this. You gave her that vulgar mouth."
"Lee, let it go. She's grown."
"And still lives under my roof," you bounce down the stairs, giving her a quick kiss on her cheek before walking into the kitchen. Grabbing up a biscuit to pick at. Memaw's biscuits did not need anything in them. They were perfect. "What are your plans after work today?"
"Well," you lay the biscuit down, and start twisting your ring around your finger. A constant reminder that the only thing you were getting that you wanted was Cole. Because this ring was not it.
"PB and J, what's wrong? Ever since he slid that ring on your finger, you've acted funny," you stuff a bite of the biscuit in your mouth, reaching around her to get a cup of coffee. "Has Cole tried anything?"
"No! Oh my god, no. Cole is a gentleman. He's fine. I just...you know I wanted an emerald engagement ring like yours," she gives you a headnod, and lifts up your hand. Her finger traces the outline of your ring. "I'm being silly."
"You are. You got a man. A handsome one. Future as the sheriff."
"I know. You don't think I'm making a mistake?"
You look up at your grandmother, hoping she'll give you an answer. Instead she cups your cheek, "You have to make that decision. What do you have to worry about with Cole?"
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Cole stretches, still laying in his bed. His arms going high above him as he hits his alarm. Reaching over to check his phone, hoping that you would give him something explicit to look at, but instead it was the usual, "Good morning. Hope to see you today," laying his phone back down, he slaps his hand down on an arm beside him.
