When Forever Changed Sides

Finally Together

Wren POV

I ran a hand through my hair, dragging my fingers through it roughly as I tried to process everything that had just happened.

Fuck.

I let my anger get the better of me.

I knew I had crossed a line.

The memory of Blue's voice, the sadness in it, the hesitation whenever she spoke to me—it all replayed in my head.

I needed to calm down.

And Blue...

My chest tightened.

I needed to set things straight.

I didn't want to lose her.

I don't think I could survive it.

The thought alone was enough to make something inside me ache.

My sister already felt at home with her. Her mum saw me as an in-law. Personally, I'd lived my life around her for three years.

Three years.

Three years of waking up knowing she was mine to love.

Three years of building memories with her.

Three years of imagining my future with her.

And I'm still in love with her.

More than anything.

I stared ahead for a moment, trying to figure out what the hell I was supposed to do.

I needed to do something.

I couldn't just sit there and allow the distance between us to grow.

She didn't come out for thirty minutes.

Thirty minutes was long enough for my thoughts to run wild.

Eventually, I walked into the bathroom.

Fuck.

Her ass was facing me.

So rounded.

I couldn't help staring for a second.

Did I ever mention she's 5'1"?

A sexy shawty.

Even after everything, she could still distract me without even trying.

I walked into the shower.

I guess she was lost in thought.

My chance.

I stepped closer.

I stood behind her and hugged her from behind, my hands settling around her waist.

She was shocked.

I could feel the sudden tension in her body.

“Blue.”

I whispered into her ear, my voice softer than before.

“I'm sorry.”

There was no joke in my voice this time.

I meant it.

“Hands off me.”

Her words made it clear that she wasn't ready to forgive me that easily.

I slowly moved my hands to her hardened n*****s.

“You sure about that?”

I watched her reaction carefully.

Moving my right hand down to her c**t, I felt the heat between us intensify.

Dayuum.

She's so wet.

“You don't want my help?”

I whispered.

She shivered.

The tiny reaction immediately made a smile tug at the corner of my lips.

I chuckled.

“So I thought.”

There was still tension between us, but beneath it was something familiar.

Something we'd both missed.

“Let's make this fast. I don't want to be late.”

She said it between breaths, and I could hear the conflict in her voice.

“Sure, babe.”

I spun her around.

The moment our eyes met, everything I'd been trying to suppress disappeared.

I kissed her so passionately.

God.

I missed this.

I missed her.

I missed the taste of her lips, the feeling of having her close, the familiarity of being able to hold her after weeks apart.

I traced my hands down her right leg, raising it up while her hands found their way to my member.

She was stroking.

“Getting it ready to take you, huh?”

She moaned, gripping my neck for support.

I fingered her p***y while holding her up at my waist level.

Her breathing became heavier, her body responding despite the tension that had existed between us.

“f**k me already.”

She moaned.

I sealed her lips with another kiss.

“Say no more.”

“Why not you stick favorite candy into my favorite lips.”

She stroked it, precum dripping from it, slipping it into her pink-red hole.

“f**k!!!!!”

She moaned.

I grinned.

“Want to take it all?”

“It's big, I can't.”

“So I thought.”

It still bothered me that we'd been together for over three years.

We'd been having s*x for over two years, and yet she had never taken my full length.

Always saying the same thing.

Too big.

I forcefully thrust into her.

Her walls clenched around me.

“Easy.”

“Far from it, brace yourself, you're in for a wild ride.”

I kept pounding into her.

The sounds of our breathing and her moans filled the bathroom, drowning out everything else.

For those few moments, there was no work.

No hospital.

No CEO.

No query.

No argument.

Just us.

Her moans filled the bathroom.

We kept going for minutes.

She moaned

“f**k!!”

“Harder.”

“More!!!!”

“I want to cum.”

“Go on, c*m for me.”

One final thrust.

And I came right into her p***y.

For a moment, neither of us moved.

We stayed like that for minutes, allowing our breathing to settle and letting the intensity slowly fade.

The anger I'd been carrying felt distant now.

So did the fear.

All I could feel was her.

I finally pulled away.

“You need to shower, you don't want to be late.”

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Bluebell POV

We both showered together in silence.

It wasn't an uncomfortable silence.

After everything that had happened, there was something strangely comforting about simply being beside him again.

I got dressed, ready for work, only to come downstairs and see him all dressed up.

I stopped for a moment.

He looked like he was already preparing to leave.

“Heading out?”

I asked.

“Yeah, I have a procedure to take and a patient to attend to.”

“A procedure?”

I asked excitedly.

My heart immediately lifted.

Does it mean he's back for good?

The thought alone made me feel lighter.

“Yeah, the hospital sent me back here to handle a procedure.”

“The person involved happens to be an influential person and they want me to be an assistant surgeon on that case.”

“Assistant surgeon?”

“Yes.”

“But you're one of their best.”

I couldn't hide the pride in my voice.

Even though he was talking about work like it was nothing, I knew exactly how good he was.

“Yeah, not when Dr. Grayson is the senior surgeon.”

“Like Dr. Grayson Sanchez, one of the greatest surgeons?”

“What can I say?”

I smiled.

That was so Wren.

He could be humble about almost anything.

“The procedure is today?”

“Not necessarily, we are getting briefed. It's happening on Monday.”

Ohhh, yeah.

They needed to know each other to work together.

So they needed time.

The surgeons.

I nodded slowly.

“Okay. What about the patient, same person?”

“I don't think—I don't have information on that, and I don't know if it's just one patient, too. I'll figure out today.”

“Okay…”

I watched him for a moment.

There was something comforting about knowing he was going to be around again.

After weeks of being apart, I wasn't ready to complain about having him back.

“Let's continue when you're back, you don't want to be laid off, do you?”

“No, never.”

I said it so fast that he probably knew exactly how serious I was about it.

“Then let me drop you.”

We walked out of the door.

I locked the doors behind us, checking them twice before following him.

We got into the car.

The streets of London were busy again, just as they always were in the morning.

Cars moved around us.

People hurried along the pavements.

The city was already fully awake.

But it didn't matter today.

Not really.

The one who mattered was with me.

I glanced at Wren.

He was right there.

Beside me.

My Wren.

He had acted strange yesterday, but he was fine now.

At least, I hoped he was.

I still couldn't completely forget what had happened, but having him here made everything feel less frightening.

My Wren.

Thanks to the hospital, we finally got to stay together.

That thought alone brought a small smile to my face.

After weeks of missing him, I finally had him beside me again.

I could finally look over and see him instead of staring at my phone, waiting for his calls.

“Do you have a thing for spacing out?”

“What?”

I looked around.

It took me a second to realize where we were.

We were at the company.

I picked up my bag, about to come down.

Then I looked at him.

“Pissed at me?”

“Huh?”

I asked, confused.

“You didn't kiss me.”

Ohhh.

I blinked.

That was what he was talking about?

A smile immediately tugged at my lips.

I leaned in for a kiss.

But he withdrew his face?

I stared at him, completely caught off guard.

Seriously?

“Go on, it's 8:00 a.m.”

His expression made me want to laugh.

He was teasing me.

Of course he was.

“Bye love.”

“Bye Blue.”

I stepped out of the car, adjusting my bag over my shoulder.

I turned back for one last look at him before closing the door.

For the first time in what felt like forever, I didn't feel like I was waiting for him to come back.

He was here.

With me.

And despite everything that had happened yesterday, despite the strange day at work, despite the fear and confusion, one thought settled warmly inside my chest.

We are finally together.