James’s POV.
I watch intently as Natalie wraps Molly’s arms around herself, grinding her body against hers. Molly throws her head back giggling and eating it up.
She keeps me confused and conflicted, I have this deep need for her I can’t shake. How can she go from being completely lethargic to nothing ever happened in a matter of no time.
If I was smart I never would have followed her out of the bar, now im addicted to her. I can barely focus at work, or school.
I watch them stumble into the kitchen, laughing taking shots back to back. I watch Natalie gradually becoming more touchy as each shot hits her bloodstream.
Natalie is beautiful but she isn’t Molly. Molly is beautiful in ways I cannot describe, stunning really. She hides herself from this world because it hasn’t been kind
