This is about the daughter of the Sons of Anarchy. How does she handle "the life"? She deals with her own life, meanwhile her mother pushes her to hold the title she currently holds. Read to find out about the one and only Rosalie Morrow.
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"Y—You were sleeping, I—I'm sorry, I'll just go. This was a mistake—" Rose clammed up, before turning away from the door, and attempting to walk away.
"Hey, no, c'mere." He sleepily said as he grabbed her arm, pulling him to her. "What's wrong?"
Rose stared into his eyes, feeling love and lust at the same time.
"Nothing's wrong. I..." Rose frowned at him, while he simply waited for her to talk. "I miss you. I miss everything and I wish everything was back to the way it was before... I think I love you, Vince. Or I've always been in love with you. I—I'm not sure."
Vincent suddenly woke up quickly at her words, and Rose felt stupid when he didn't respond right away.
"This is bad timing, I know, but I couldn't go another moment without telling you that I—"
"You... You what?" He winced, almost not believing what is happening. Rose bit her lip, afraid that he was rejecting her.
"Forget I said anything." Rose blinked, before turning around again. He grabbed her arm again, but this time, crashing his lips against hers. She froze for a second, before melting into the kiss. Their lips moved in sync, and he attempted to deepen the kiss before she broke away. "Can we...?" She glanced over to the front door, suggesting that they go inside. He nodded, as he grabbed her hand, showing her inside. It was more put together than it was the last time she came over. "I'm sorry for waking you up.."
"Don't be." He grinned, before walking in his bedroom. "And for the record," He grinned, facing Rose. "I've been in love with you since I've laid eyes on you, Rose Morrow."
"Please," Rose blushed, as she stripped into nothing but her underwear, before going to put on one of his t-shirts.
"You could always just stay like that." He winked as Rose, and let his eyes scan her eyes.
"Oh?" She smirked, before crawling onto the bed, and on top of him. Their lips met again, while his hands wandered all over her body.
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Vincent's alarm woke both of them off, and Rose jumped and sat up quickly.
"It's just my alarm," He winced, before sitting up slowly after her.
"No it's not that." Rose winced as well, before laying back down. "I left Brea at that party."
