Anthony.
Darcy, the only name that has been ringing in my head. I had tried my best to let go of whatever I had in my head about her and nothing worked.
Last night, I had fisted myself in the bathroom, chasing a release, only for me to see her face smiling at me.
There is nothing that I could do to get away from her. It is just impossible. “Did you find anything?” I asked Beta Michael.
I hate how quiet Chris has been, without making an attempt to see Darcy or make her sneak out of the house. “You are not going to like what I am going to tell you.” He breathed, shifting a bit.
From all indications, things have been happening behind my back and I have no idea. “Say it out.” I ordered through gritted teeth.
I think only putting Chris back in his place as I did the first time would be v
