𝖡𝖤𝖳𝖱𝖠𝖸𝖠𝖫 𝖲𝖤𝖱𝖨𝖤𝖲 #1
She pressed the knife deeper to my throat. I could feel the sting and blood beginning to trickle down my neck.
"I gave you a chance to leave and never come back, why didn't you take it?"
I looked into those deep gre...
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ARES RUSSO
I place my hand under the water to check if it's hot yet. I quickly retreat my hand after my nerves get a shot of hot water.
Lorelai insisted we get home before she gets pneumonia. I laughed and rushed home when I saw she wasn't laughing with me.
"Waters ready!" I call out to Lorelai. She walks in the bathroom with my robe on and checks the water before stripping the robe off. I follow her suit and get in the shower with her.
I watch her soak her hair in the water and my gaze catches on her ring finger. The ring was still on.
It's been a crazy night. We had crazy sex before stealing weapons from my father's American warehouse. We then visited her parents at their graveyard and I prayed. I prayed for the first time in my life. It definetly won't be the last. I asked them to blow one flower forward for 'yes' and no flowers forward for 'no'. From then, I proposed infront of her parents. She opened up a bit more about her parents.
Although it was crazy, I wouldn't change if given a million dollars.
"Aren't you suppose to take the ring off when you shower?" I take her shampoo off the rack and squirt some in my hand.
"My mom didn't so why should I?" This is what I meant by opening up. She says these things so subtly and comfortably.
I have no idea why it seems like an accomplishment but it is. After four months of the closed off Lorelai, I like that she's opening up to me a bit.
"When would she take it off?"
She turns around and sighs as I work my hands through her hair roots.
You have no idea how many times she's reprimanded me for using this shampoo on her ends. Apparently it's only for your roots and the other bottle is for the ends and then there's a conditioner that she puts on, which she leaves on for fifteen minutes, then she washes it off and lets her hair air dry. I'm more fascinated than I'd like to admit. I use shampoo and call it a night.
"While she was washing the dishes."
"You don't wash dishes." I retort in a playful manner.
"I'll take it off when we have sex." She shrugs. I stop washing her hair and tug her head back softly by her roots.
With her ear by my mouth, I exhale a shaky breath. "You are going to keep that ring on especially when I fuck you."
"Do you think I'd listen to you?" She asks with a bitter tone but I don't pay any mind to it. I smirk.
"With the right attitude adjustment, yes." I rinse her hair out with the detachable shower head. Once the shampoo is all washed out, she turns around to me with a smirk on her face.
