important element in my life. Love.
Now, she made me feel so alive that I thought I must have been virtually comatose before I met her.
She made me smile.
She made me laugh.
She made me so fucking happy .
It was as if everything appeared in Technicolor instead of monochrome when she was around.
But the downside to this was the crushing emptiness I felt whenever we were apart. I wanted to be with her, be involved in every aspect of her life, especially as I felt this fierce protectiveness towards her. She needed me to look after her, even if her stubborn independence blinded her to this fact. If anything were ever to happen to Seraphina, my life wouldn’t be worth living - it was that simple. My priorities had shifted. Although my business was still very important to me, it was no longer my sole focus - taking care of Sera had become my first priority.
“Your family couldn’t be there from Ireland, and I thought you’d be glad of some support. I wouldn’t have missed seeing you in your mortar board and gown for the world. So why can't I come to your Graduation Ball as well?”
I didn't understand why she was so adamant that I couldn’t go with her. I knew I was hardly likely to enjoy an evening with a bunch of moronic students, but I didn’t give a shit about that. I could tolerate it, because it would be far worse not knowing what was going on if I wasn’t there, as I couldn’t stand the thought of sleazy guys getting close or touching her up, especially as I knew how fucking hot she looked when she danced.
“Liam, you’re ten years older than me and most of the other students, so you’d stick out like a sore thumb, mixing with a whole bunch of art students. And a large percentage of the guys are gay an yway, so you needn’t worry about them hitting on me. It’s just that they’re… well… very different from the type of people you’re used to mixing with. Even I find them a challenging bunch of loonies a lot of the time.”
“But that’s all the more reason why I don't want you going on your own,” I argued back. I hated, loathed, the thought of her being out with a bunch of drunken idiots without me. I’d even tried bribing her to miss it by offering to take her to New York for a few days, but she refused, saying we could go there any time, but there’d only be one chance to go to this stupid fucking Graduation Ball.
“I won’t be on my own. I’ll be with Abbey and Toby,” she smiled sweetly at me.
“That’s not the same, is it? They’ll be there to have a good time, not look out for you. I can’t b elieve that you seem to have forgotten how the last student ball you went to ended so disastrously,” I reminded her.
“Oh for God’s sake Liam. That was all due to a stupid misunderstanding between Jamie and me, as we’ve both explained to you. Nothing like that is going to happen this time,” she huffed. “Just let me enjoy being an immature, mindless student mixing with all my uni friends for one last time, hmm? This’ll be my last chance, so please, just back off with all your stupid over-protectiveness. After this, I’ll be finished with the whole student thing, so then I’ll try to act like a proper grown up, and come to places like New York with you. But just give me this one last evening all to myself. Please?” She shot me her best winning smile as she tried to cajole me.
“Seeing as you only bought one ticket, unless I'm prepared to gatecrash, it doesn’t seem I have much option, does it?” I scowled back at her.
“I still don't know how you managed to wangle a ticket for the Grad ceremony, so I wouldn’t put it past you to have somehow acquired one for the ball,” Sera muttered as she gave me a black look.
I smiled but made no comment. It was amazing what the offer of a generous donation to the university could achieve. Miraculously, a Graduation Ceremony ticket had been found for me, even
Now, she made me feel so alive that I thought I must have been virtually comatose before I met her.
She made me smile.
She made me laugh.
She made me so fucking happy .
It was as if everything appeared in Technicolor instead of monochrome when she was around.
But the downside to this was the crushing emptiness I felt whenever we were apart. I wanted to be with her, be involved in every aspect of her life, especially as I felt this fierce protectiveness towards her. She needed me to look after her, even if her stubborn independence blinded her to this fact. If anything were ever to happen to Seraphina, my life wouldn’t be worth living - it was that simple. My priorities had shifted. Although my business was still very important to me, it was no longer my sole focus - taking care of Sera had become my first priority.
“Your family couldn’t be there from Ireland, and I thought you’d be glad of some support. I wouldn’t have missed seeing you in your mortar board and gown for the world. So why can't I come to your Graduation Ball as well?”
I didn't understand why she was so adamant that I couldn’t go with her. I knew I was hardly likely to enjoy an evening with a bunch of moronic students, but I didn’t give a shit about that. I could tolerate it, because it would be far worse not knowing what was going on if I wasn’t there, as I couldn’t stand the thought of sleazy guys getting close or touching her up, especially as I knew how fucking hot she looked when she danced.
“Liam, you’re ten years older than me and most of the other students, so you’d stick out like a sore thumb, mixing with a whole bunch of art students. And a large percentage of the guys are gay an yway, so you needn’t worry about them hitting on me. It’s just that they’re… well… very different from the type of people you’re used to mixing with. Even I find them a challenging bunch of loonies a lot of the time.”
“But that’s all the more reason why I don't want you going on your own,” I argued back. I hated, loathed, the thought of her being out with a bunch of drunken idiots without me. I’d even tried bribing her to miss it by offering to take her to New York for a few days, but she refused, saying we could go there any time, but there’d only be one chance to go to this stupid fucking Graduation Ball.
“I won’t be on my own. I’ll be with Abbey and Toby,” she smiled sweetly at me.
“That’s not the same, is it? They’ll be there to have a good time, not look out for you. I can’t b elieve that you seem to have forgotten how the last student ball you went to ended so disastrously,” I reminded her.
“Oh for God’s sake Liam. That was all due to a stupid misunderstanding between Jamie and me, as we’ve both explained to you. Nothing like that is going to happen this time,” she huffed. “Just let me enjoy being an immature, mindless student mixing with all my uni friends for one last time, hmm? This’ll be my last chance, so please, just back off with all your stupid over-protectiveness. After this, I’ll be finished with the whole student thing, so then I’ll try to act like a proper grown up, and come to places like New York with you. But just give me this one last evening all to myself. Please?” She shot me her best winning smile as she tried to cajole me.
“Seeing as you only bought one ticket, unless I'm prepared to gatecrash, it doesn’t seem I have much option, does it?” I scowled back at her.
“I still don't know how you managed to wangle a ticket for the Grad ceremony, so I wouldn’t put it past you to have somehow acquired one for the ball,” Sera muttered as she gave me a black look.
I smiled but made no comment. It was amazing what the offer of a generous donation to the university could achieve. Miraculously, a Graduation Ceremony ticket had been found for me, even
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