Like mother like daughter | Paul McCartney (COMPLETE)

Part 16- Call me by your name

*smut, erm! Paul isn't even in this chapter, yet he is there??
**also as you might have guessed Katniss' husband is actually Roger Taylor but mind you, I only took the name. This Roger isn't even that Roger but if you want to imagine it as him, no worries. He is hot either ways. Theemks!
**And please don't come at me y'all for this one. This was how it was meant to be from the very first day!*

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"Grandma's house?"

Roger cried, shocked.

"Yes.. she said she needed some break so.."

"And you didn't even try stopping her?"

"No. I mean how did you expect me to? Of course she is stressed... with school and everything.. a little break once in a while can't be that bad.."

I muttered, almost absent mindedly, rubbing the lotion on my hand.

Cecilia had gone to Blackpool to visit her grandmother.
She was stressed yes, but not because of school.

I thought it would be a good idea for her to go somewhere new, have a little exposure and also where she wouldn't be able to see my face.

My mind was still wandering with this afternoon's incidents.

I didn't even try looking back once.

Of course, he must have been hurt.

I wanted to call him again once i came back home but that would have given him a false sense of expectation out from me which I didn't want him to have.

I had to take the hard way.
I had to hurt him.
That was the only way I could push him out of my life.

Though I did feel bad.
I could have handled the entire situation much better if it weren't for my sick, unsteady heart.

Did I have any other choice?
Probably not.

"So how long is she going to be gone for?"

"Probably a week or so.."

"She will join school from Monday so don't worry.. "

I added, making Roger grunt out loud.

Roger already retreated to bed and was close to snoring but I couldn't fall asleep, just as yet.

My eyes fell over to the telephone, resting by the lamp.

Should I call Paul?

Suddenly, I felt Roger's arm trailing up my thigh.

I shrugged.

His arm kept on trailing up, up, up, before stopping at my waist.

And before I knew, I was being pressed against his chest.

"Roger... what are you-"

"Ssshhhh... I have been wanting to do this from a really long time... but now that Cecilia isn't home... I can finally do it..."

He whispered into my ear, suddenly jolting shockwaves down my spine.

He started rubbing his hard rock erection up my arse as he dragged his hand over my torso and brought it right over my breast, cupping it harshly.