Please, with a Cherry on top? | 18+
"Tell me you don't want that," his darkened eyes clashed with her dazed ones, "Say it, and we'll stop right now. Tell me, and I'll go."
Silence hung in the air, the distant hum of passing cars and crickets fading into the night.
"Cause I have every intention of making you my wife, the mother of my kids, my everything. I want that. I want you. Understand?"
Her eyes welled up, and her lips trembled as she swallowed hard, then nodded quickly, "I want that too."
"That's what I thought, baby."
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Have you ever wished to be a fly on the wall? To eavesdrop on late-night whispers, witness heated arguments, and watch as bonds quietly form? Imagine gaining access to secrets only a select few are privy to.
Embrace your inner spy and flutter along as two young adults navigate not just a new connection, but the raw emotions that come with it.
Just don't let them see you.
Some things just aren't meant for anyone else to know.
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Cerise Rowan tried to keep things simple.
Her days were a loop of sleep, eat, study, repeat. She used to claim she valued her comfort, avoiding the truth that change terrified her. With change came anxiety, and her mind, already a delicate balance, struggled to cope.
Sleep, solitude, and snacks were her favorite S-words to keep her "mild" disorder in check.
Until another one entered her life.
Saint Novak lived by two rules: stay comfortable and mind his own business. With his intimidating presence and emotionless exterior, he was a walking 'Caution' sign. He didn't waste energy on anything unnecessary and only did what he wanted.
It was rare to capture his attention, and nearly impossible to get under his skin. So what's he to do when he walks into his parlor and is greeted by a new face?
A very pretty face.
One that stirs desires he didn't know he had?
Keep her close, of course.
