@thegreatestamarante
Carina walked through the front door, her hair in soft waves down her back. She’d booked an appointment at the hairdresser her mother went to, turning the dyed black hair back to its original soft, bright blonde. She looked so like her mother it was scary.
"Mrs Amarante?" Izzy asked softly, walking downstairs quite early on a Saturday morning, dressed in Oliver's dress shirt
and nothing else.
@thegreatestamarante “I’m sorry.” She said, twisting her rings. “I’m just trying to be safe.”
Nik wrapped Adela into his arms, breathing in her perfume and staying quiet, just enjoying holding her. "You smell really nice."
@thegreatestamarante “My wife is extremely hot, it’s your fault.” He said, holding her hips as he stood up behind her.
@cxpodeicxpi "Your libido is alarmingly strong," she commented, and slipped out of his arms to stand up.
@thegreatestamarante “I think when we pull up, I’m fucking you in the backseat.” Niks age had not dimmed his sex drive at all.
Carina sat in the front of her mothers car, lips in a black pout and eyes stormy green and angry. "I can't believe you're still making me see a fucking doctor."
@thegreatestamarante “If this guy doesn’t help, I’m not trying anyone else.” She said, folding her arms as she begrudgingly stepped out.
@angelwith-a-shotgun- "That isn't the point, Carina," she sighed, stopping outside a colorful building in the middle of nowhere, that looked nothing like a doctor's office.
@thegreatestamarante “I don’t wanna get better.” She shook her head. “I’m fine how I am. I like my body.”