"Well, I'll see what I can do about that," she laughed, pulling him inside and shutting the door behind them. In the dark of the cottage she pressed tight to him and kissed him hungrily.
"Yeah. Probably," she said. Thinking on it, it probably wasn't good to get
feelings for anyone here. She certainly wasn't looking to settle down. Greg
was a good bit of fun, but...well, not realistic.
"I have to pee. Stay here," she said as she slipped out of bed.
House nodded, and then stared up at the ceiling. What was he doing? He should know by now that sex was never just sex, at least not when there was no money exchanging hands.
The truth was, he didn't even want to consider whether he might actually like her. Fin complicated his life enough. And as for her, well, she was way better off not getting attached to him. Especially when he was well aware that the dating pool of men who liked women here was a very shallow pool. And that was definitely no reason to like him.
Lyric took her time, taking care of her body while trying to center her
mind. She didn't need to get all soft over some bloke who could be her dad.
Yeah, he fucked her well, but he truly wasn't very nice. Good for a laugh,
good for a song, but, honestly, what the fuck was she thinking?
She came back out and pulled on a shirt, just a simple black thing with a
white logo on it of some band she'd never even heard of. Then she found
some panties and pulled them on, too.
"You want a fag?" she asked, finding her pack to light one up.
She got the cherry going and blew out a cloud of smoke while shrugging one
shoulder.
"It ain't so bad, I guess. I miss the crowds and the fans...and I miss my
brother. I wish I knew how he was doing. He's got cancer, you know," she
said softly. She knew Greg didn't know. No one knew. She just didn't talk
about Daniel.
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Date: 2018-09-19 03:37 am (UTC)"Yeah. Probably," she said. Thinking on it, it probably wasn't good to get feelings for anyone here. She certainly wasn't looking to settle down. Greg was a good bit of fun, but...well, not realistic.
"I have to pee. Stay here," she said as she slipped out of bed.
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Date: 2018-09-23 07:23 pm (UTC)The truth was, he didn't even want to consider whether he might actually like her. Fin complicated his life enough. And as for her, well, she was way better off not getting attached to him. Especially when he was well aware that the dating pool of men who liked women here was a very shallow pool. And that was definitely no reason to like him.
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Date: 2018-09-23 09:23 pm (UTC)Lyric took her time, taking care of her body while trying to center her mind. She didn't need to get all soft over some bloke who could be her dad. Yeah, he fucked her well, but he truly wasn't very nice. Good for a laugh, good for a song, but, honestly, what the fuck was she thinking?
She came back out and pulled on a shirt, just a simple black thing with a white logo on it of some band she'd never even heard of. Then she found some panties and pulled them on, too.
"You want a fag?" she asked, finding her pack to light one up.
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Date: 2018-09-23 10:42 pm (UTC)He watched her. "You don't deserve this," he said. "Being stuck here. Not that any of us do, I guess."
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Date: 2018-09-25 01:29 am (UTC)She got the cherry going and blew out a cloud of smoke while shrugging one shoulder.
"It ain't so bad, I guess. I miss the crowds and the fans...and I miss my brother. I wish I knew how he was doing. He's got cancer, you know," she said softly. She knew Greg didn't know. No one knew. She just didn't talk about Daniel.