*Sexual Content*
"I promise I won't fall in love ever again."
Promises are meant to be held within our hearts, they are never to be broken or said out loud. But sometimes, promises like the one that Emma made to herself are meant to be broken. Espec...
So, I know it's been awhile since I have last updated. But, as you may already know due to the author's note that I posted beforehand I was in Spain all through the month of August. Those who have read my other past books you should already know that when I go on vacation I don't bring my laptop, and I also barely get wifi. Thus, it would have been very hard for me to even update.
But... Now I am back and I know I always say this but I really am trying to update regularly. The problem was that before I wasn't organized at all but now I am very organized or at least trying to work on my organization, so I will be trying to update as much as possible once I fully know the schedule in which dates I will be updating I will let you know.
But for now, let's let the author's note wait until the end.
Now let me introduce the smut that I have been missing out on writing for a long time:
BTW: Remember I have changed certain things in the book so certain scenarios or certain people may look different, act different, and definitely have a different lifestyle.
Also, know that the book will end differently.
Song of chapter: Something In The Way You Move , by Ellie Goulding
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I loved moments like these, those moments where everything stops and you feel like for the first time you are able to fly. In that moment you take a look at all the people that surround you. As your looking through the crowd you see how everyone is different.
From the average sized man that has a large scar imprinted on his face, to the stick figure man with twelve-inch stilettos. From the punk rock girl with pastel purple hair to the blondie in the center of the club shaking her ass like if it was the real deal. But at this moment in which you are flying, you don't feel the need to judge or to be scared of who these people may be.
The only thing you feel is the need to embrace the diversity of all these people because even without knowing if they are good or bad, you still know that they are unique and they know it.
But at that moment you think of yourself, you think of who you are, who you want to be, and who you want to end up with. All those thoughts make you look around as if your brain is telling you that there is someone who you are, that there is someone in which who knows who you want to be, and know who you need to end up with.
And as I am looking around something happens that leads us to this moment in which at this time my ears block out the music, my eyes focus on the main obstacle in front of me, and my heart stops because of the green eyes that are staring deeply into my own.
