December 4, 2019

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☀️= Sol
🏋🏼‍♂️ = Alex
😈 = Byron
💕 = Lachlan

~•~

Heart = Owned
5:31AM

Hubba Hubba🏋🏼‍♂️
Lover
Lover lover
You don't treat me no good no more

Sunshine☀️
??

Hubba Hubba🏋🏼‍♂️
Lover lover lover
You don't treat me no good no more

Bye Bish😈
pls ignore him
he's salt bc i stole lachlan away before they could shower together

Sunshine☀️
Oh I see
@ Hubba Hubba🏋🏼‍♂️ high key sad you didn't sext me instead ?

Bye Bish😈
lmao
now who doesn't treat who no good

Hubba Hubba🏋🏼‍♂️
@ Sunshine☀️ ❤️❤️❤️

Sunshine☀️
I suppose this one time I will forgive you

Bye Bish😈
w e a k

Sunshine☀️
Ok babe
Anyway
Ur awake early
Where's my sweet angel

Bye Bish😈
uh
Bye Bish😈 sent an Image.
beneath me

Sunshine☀️
God only two more nights and I get to have him beneath me too

Bye Bish😈
lmao i just repeated that back to him
a full body flush & a lil whimper was his answer so
brb gotta fuck him good

~•~

Sol stares at his phone. He wishes with his whole heart that he could teleport through to their bedroom right now. He wants nothing more than to feel Lachlan's skin beneath his as he pounds into that tight little—

Pursing his lips Sol rolls over to pick up the hotel landline as it rings shrilly into the room.

"Sorry to disturb you at this hour of the morning, sir, but there is a Mr and Mrs Reynolds requesting your immediate presence in the lobby."

Mr and Mrs Reynolds? He doesn't have a meeting with them until midday.

Sol sighs, grunting an acknowledgement before rolling from the bed and pulling on a pair of slacks that will make him look somewhat presentable.

Downstairs, his client's parents sit side by side in one of the couches. Sol holds a hand up to keep them sitting and settles into the couch beside them.

"We're sorry to drop by like this—"

"It's all right. What's happened?"

The two of them share a look before Mrs Reynolds grips her husband's hand and leans forward. Her eyes fill with tears and Sol refrains from grimacing. He's never been the best when dealing with emotions. If he can't hold the person and kiss the tears away, he's better being away himself.

"We received a call early this morning from the hospital... the doctors are concerned because Alicia's stability has dropped rapidly in the past 24 hours and they're suddenly, sudden, um—" Mrs Reynolds dissolves into tears. Her husband grips her hands tighter and looks at Sol, eyes dark.

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