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My Love For You Hasn't Changed

My Love For You Hasn't Changed

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WpMetadataReadContenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture52 m
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication ven., janv. 14, 2022
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Chirp, chirp, chirp. It was a beautiful day out by the park, the birds are singing, the sun is shining, there isn't a cloud in the sky, and there is a nice cool breeze flowing through the trees. Kira smiles as she feels the breeze brush against her skin; flowing through her hair. Opening her eyes she continues her walk along the riverbank listening as the birds, ducks, and ducklings sing to her this fine afternoon. Kira pauses momentarily; hearing a string of noises from a guitar? Confused and curious, Kira moves closer to the strum of a guitar playing in the distance and pauses full stop at the sight in front of her. Sitting there on the wooden bench is a girl with light brown wavy hair, wearing ankle-high yellow socks, with a dark blue dress that has a white and red color design from what Kira can tell from a distance. She has a white guitar sitting on her lap as she strums it again playing a melody that reaches Kira's ears. Another breeze passes through going through her light brown wavy hair revealing a black choker necklace with gems on it. Awestruck, Kira quickly grabs her drawing pad and charcoal pen, quickly captivating this very moment before her. Within no time, Kira finishes her drawing and looks down at her finished work. "Roseanne! Come on, we're going to be late!" Kira heard resulting in her looking up to see, Roseanne, get up from the bench to leave calling out to her friend, Kira presumes. "Roseanne?" Kira says looking at her drawing than at the girl slowly getting smaller and smaller with every passing moment, "a beautiful name for a mysteriously beautiful girl."
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Rosé sighs. "I don't know how to explain it, but why would your father suddenly appear after all this time and demand you marry a stranger? And not just any stranger, but a mafia boss?" Rosé's right. None of this makes sense. My father, who barely ever showed up in my life unless he needed something, suddenly dragging me into this mess with Lisa? And a mafia boss, of all people? - Lisa immediately pulls me under the blanket again. "Just until the fever breaks," I mutter. "Sure, Jen. Whatever you say," she whispers, her voice barely audible as she drifts off again. And despite myself, I stay. When I stir awake sometime later, the room is dim, and Lisa's arm is still draped over me, holding me in place. I blink groggily, realizing I hadn't meant to fall asleep here. Lisa shifts slightly beside me but doesn't wake. Her breathing is soft, and her fever seems to have broken, but she still clings to me like I'm some kind of lifeline. I sigh quietly, rubbing my eyes. "Just this once," I remind myself again. I stir awake, feeling something wet and warm against my stomach. Still half-asleep, I absentmindedly stroke the soft head. "Good puppy," I mumble. Wait. Puppy? My eyes snap open, and there she is-Lisa, grinning mischievously, her chin resting on me. "Of course," I mutter, glaring at her. Lisa winks. "Morning." I groan. "Do you ever act normal?" "Where's the fun in that?" she teases, propping herself up on her elbows. - As I murmur against her lips, "This doesn't change anything," Lisa pauses for a moment, her breath warm against my skin. She hums in response, the sound vibrating through our connected bodies. The heat radiating from her body feels intoxicating, and I relish it, but I remind myself that love isn't on the table right now. "Just... this once," I say, punctuating my words with a gentle press of my lips against hers once more. "Yeah, just this once," she replies, a hint of mischief creeping back into her voice.

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