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FayeI didn’t want to face Sean after what happened because a part of me truly believed that it was all my fault. That I dragged the Savages and Aria into all this mess. I was embarrassed and angry with myself all at the same time, but nothing felt as sharp and desperate as my need to comfort him and tend to him.Sean.We’d been together for so little time, our relationship built on sexual attraction and cat and mouse chases I thought were both adorable and juvenile. I didn’t expect to care so much. I didn’t expect to love so much.The feelings I had for him were unexpected and, yes, unwanted. He walked into my world and turned it upside down. I no longer wanted to move away to a different state. I no longer wanted to enroll into a college and study a subject I wasn’t even passionate about. I knew exactly what I was passionate about.Him. Only him.It was so small to admit it. So desperate and girly. But it was the truth. I didn’t care what I’d do for a living as long as I was aroun

SeanI loved that she wore a red velvet dress to our date.Our first ever date.Six months together.183 days.298 fucks.157 blow jobs.1 date.1 ring.But that was all that mattered. I may have not been the man she’d wanted me to be. A doctor or an accountant or a boring rich fuck who could pluck her out of New York and into the arms of welcoming, fake suburbia, nursing her soul back into health while she picked up a boring-ass course in a bad community college, but I cared.I cared enough to fight for her. To save her. To kill for her. To live for her. These feelings, they didn’t come to me naturally. Yet, they came to Faye naturally all the time. The way she cared so deeply about Aria and the girls, putting them first and herself second. The way she cared about me when I was injured.This was the woman I wanted to be the mother of my children, if I ever had any.This was…Faye.We walked into the glitzy restaurant on the Upper East Side—Blue Moon was its name. I put my hand o

FayeIt was our last night at Sean and Carter’s apartment. The next day, Sean and I were moving to Manhattan. It was nothing fancy. Just a studio apartment above a Chinese takeout joint that made our new apartment smell of cooking oil and vinegar.But it would be ours, and Carter wasn’t going to be there to scowl at me for leaving the Nutella jar open or leaving a tampon wrapper on the bathroom counter by accident or shit like that. Our room—Sean’s room, to be exact—was full of brown cardboards and packed suitcases. Aria was going to come here later and help me move my shit, and the movers were going to do the rest.“Baby.” Sean clasped my waist from behind as I shoved my makeup into my bag and zipped it. He kissed the crook of my neck. “Let’s get in the shower for one last quickie.”“Mmm.” I sighed when I felt his fingers brushing the waistband of my underwear. His calloused pads brushed my belly through the fabric of my thin shirt. “Sounds like a plan.”He jerked me to the floor and

Faye“Would you like me to put it in my mouth?” I asked him. His eyes never left mine. He nodded gravely.“That’d be grand,” he said in his thick Irish accent, and I laughed.I bent over, awfully aware to the fact that my man, Sean, needed some fun time as well, and sucked on Carter’s dick while giving Sean access to my ass. Sean sighed and dropped to his knees, pressing his face against my ass and spreading my cheeks wide open.“Not all girls like rimming,” I heard Sean say as I slurped on Carter’s delicious cock. My legs were shaky from my orgasm adrenaline flowing through me.My pussy burned with Carter’s attention, and my tits felt like they’d been played with all month. These men were deliciously horny for me, and I was going to fuck them until tomorrow morning. Hard. “But those who do, really love it. But rimming is not like fucking, Carter, bro. You don’t rim just any girl. Only the girls you know are super neat and tidy down there. I love Faye’s ass. It tastes too sweet. So wh

FayeTwo Months LaterLord help us, we were all back at Hot N’ Bothered. It was Derek’s thirty-sixth birthday, and Aria deemed that worthy enough for a night away from the rugrats. Sean, Carter, Quinn, and even some of Derek’s new recruits showed up.I recognized Sin, Carrick, and Stiles, the Irish recruits who Derek housed in Brooklyn in a building opposite to the one Carter had lived in. The boys were drinking like maniacs, so Quinn, Aria, and I bailed on them and made our way to the dance floor.“You do realize we have about two point five seconds until one of your cavemen steals you away from this dance floor, right? Better live it up while we can!” This came from Quinn, who raised her drink in the air and started dancing next to me.God, she was a knockout. She had curves for days, but a tiny waist. She wore a tight black mini dress with long sleeves that complimented her gorgeous red hair and ivory skin. Pretty bitch.“If Carter doesn’t steal you first.” Aria giggled. Oh, crap.