Uh Easy , Because You Love Me ... And You Want To See Me Happy And Making Out With Me To Make My Shitty

‘ uh easy , because you love me ... and you want to see me happy and making out with me to make my shitty ex jealous would make me really happy. ’ big ole smile takes hold of her full lips as she looks at him , only letting a beat pass before she quickly continues trying to put out the fires in his mind. ‘ and technically , i haven't figured out the last part yet but i'm sure it'll come to us. ’ she argues laughing softly , team work makes the dream work after all.

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"and why exactly would i help you make your shitty ex jealous?" miles asked with a raised brow as he looked at his friend while pouring them both a drink. "you do realize that if people see us making out they're going to think that we're together and i'm off the market, right? that doesn't help me at all."

‘ in my defence , i never meant for you to find out ... like this. ’ technically , gabriel wasn't meant to find out at all. this whole ordeal started out as a fun little experiment , a way to make her shitbag of an ex regret ever cheating on her and make her feel better about herself , a very vegas way of dealing with things. of course , it ended up turning into a lot more than she'd initially bargained for. ‘ i know it doesn't sound good when you say it like that but really when you look at it , its the biggest compliment ? ’ teeth gently sink into her plush bottom lip as she attempts to further explain herself. ‘ i just really needed you and i wasn't sure if you would be down for something like that .. ’ she blinks , big brown apologetic eyes staring into his soul , corners of her mouth turned downward.

"So   that   was   the   reason   you   went   out   with   me?   To   make   your   ex   jealous?"   Gabriel's   plush   lips   thinned   into   a   fine   line   as   he   pressed   them   together   too   tightly.   The   heir   to   the   famous   sports   car   brand   had   never   felt   so   betrayed   in   his   life.   "You   could   have   told   me   right   away."

carlos’s expression softens as he looked at her , a familiar warmth in his eyes that comes from years of being married. ‘ jill , you’ve never embarrassed me ... not once. ’ his voice firm but tender , the way it always is when he needs to remind her of something she seems to forget. he steps closer , reaching out to steady the punching bag that sways between them. ‘ you don’t need to do this alone , you know ? i’ve always been here , you just need to talk to me. ’ sigh slips passed his lips , hand lingering on the bag for a moment before he lets it drop , his gaze still fixed on her. ‘ they’ve got me running around on god knows what. they’re tight - lipped as usual. ’ he shrugged , trying to inject a bit of lightness into his tone. ‘ but that doesn’t change anything. ’

he'd been by her side when the world had fallen apart . it had been the two of them through thick and thin but it had been her mistake to take the risk , to refuse to settle because neither of them were those kinds of people . sitting in an apartment all day ? residing herself to a boring desk job ? none of that was in the cards for jill at least , it wasn't supposed to be . jill had been lucky they ever let her leave that facility , that even with a foggy mind --- unable to determine which memories were real and which weren't that she could crawl back home to him . " i didn't want to trail you like a lost dog . " it felt embarassing , she worried that she embarassed him --- like she was some child that needed to be hand held through the day . turning to face him , the punching bag lightly swings and taps the hand she'd pushed back to catch it with a soft thud . " still got a few things to do ? they won't tell me what they've assigned you too these days . "

he catches her wholly off guard , words getting caught in her throat as he cuts her off mid sentence just as she was trying to explain that she's never met a man so reluctant make out with her as miles. and ripley's about to get offended at his protests when it happens. it takes her only a split second to realise whats going on and then her eyes flutter shut , kissing him back. every other thought , together with the reason they're doing this , quickly fading away as their kiss goes on. and on. the taste of his mouth on hers mixed with the drinks they'd just had hitting a little too right. and the way he's holding onto her hips , keeping her in place pressed to the wall makes her heart thump a little harder in her chest. she moves her hands to his face deepening the kiss a little more before finally pulling away from him. instantly regretting the loss of warmth from his lips. ‘ i ummm ⸻ i think he's gone ... ’ words leaving her kiss swollen lips in a breathless mess.

miles groaned to himself as she started on one of her rants. he honestly didn't understand what she saw in said guy, he was nothing but a dick and miles absolutely despised him. but she was right about one thing, he did love her. the taller male handed her a drink before he downed the one he'd poured for himself, walking out of the kitchen knowing that she'd follow behind him. "stop talking..." he stopped in the middle of the hallway as he saw her target coming in through the front door. miles grabbed her by the waist and gently pushed her up against the wall before he pressed his lips to hers just in time for the other male to pass by and see them.

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instant regret crashes over him as he watches lydia retreat in to herself , his light - hearted joking having gone in the complete opposite direction than was intended. it was all supposed to be in good fun , until it wasn't. ‘ shit , lyd ... i'm just fucking with you. ’ he steps closer to her , the look in her eyes breaking his heart. tentatively he wraps his arms around her to help stop the shaking. ‘ yes , yea i promise. ⸻ theres nothing in here that's gonna hurt us , okay ? i wouldn't let it. ’ tone reassuring yet understanding.

Even   though   Lydia   didn't   want   to   admit   it,   she   had   a   really   bad   feeling.   Something   about   this   place   frightened   her.   But   it   certainly   wasn't   the   ghosts,   because   they   didn't   exist.   Her   heart   pounded   in   her   throat.   Noah's   words   didn't   make   it   any   better.   On   the   contrary,   it   made   her   even   more   afraid.   Even   her   blue   eyes   reflected   the   fear   now.   "Noah,   don't   say   that,"   she   whimpered   a   little   and   wrapped   her   arms   around   her   own   body.   Unfortunately,   it   was   too   obvious   that   her   body   was   shaking.   "Promise   me   that   nothing   will   happen!   Please."