the armchair by the closet, and I sit cross legged on the bed.
I don’t even know where to start.
“Diesel, I like you. I really do. But I’m so damn confused.” I want to cry, but I try desperately to hold it all back. “River and I, he helped me when I first came to town. I went through some bad shit and once you know what happened you may not want anything to do with me. But, I need you to know, I want you both. I can’t stop thinking about the two of you. When I’m with him, I think of you. When I’m with you, I’m thinking of him. It’s a constant.”
He’s calm, and cool. Everything River isn’t. He’s slowly becoming my safe, everything River was before we let shit get so complicated.
“What did River say when you told him this?”
“He said he wouldn’t share me. He couldn’t share me.” I wait, and watch his face. Looking for some kind of expression from the man that has genuinely captured my heart.
“Paisley, I can’t tell you what to do. But, what I am going to do is let you go. If you’re meant to be mine, you’ll come back to me.” His boots hit the floor and he stands, making his way for the door.
I feel like my heart was just ripped out and trampled on. But, maybe this is best? Maybe this is what’s supposed to happen? Maybe this needs to happen so we all can move on with our lives?
“Diesel?”
Without a word he turns around, and his deep carmel eyes meet mine.
“Thank you.” I take a few steps, and wrap my arms around his neck, place a simple kiss on his cheek and let go. It’s what we all need.
Claimed
From the moment Diesel walked out of my bedroom, I stayed here. River was gone, and I had no idea if he would ever be back. Diesel walked away, giving me the space I know I needed. Every interaction with that man proved one thing; he was the level headed and mature one in this entire situation. The one I know I should run to.
River’s hot and cold emotions would be too much for me in the long run. I have too many of my own demons to conquer without overcoming his. Maybe we just needed a little time apart? That sounded like a great idea. Exactly what I would do.
My thoughts fade and I finally start to drift to sleep when I hear someone rattling my door knob. I want to yell go away, but fear spreads through my body. Is it Zane? Is he back for Christmas to visit with his family? Is he back to hurt me or worse? The fear keeps me paralyzed until I hear River’s loud whisper calling my name. I want to get up and punch him in the dick for scaring me so badly. I am sure he didn’t mean it, but Jesus H Christ!
I swing my legs out of bed, and cross the room to unlock the door. I rub my eyes, and try and tame my hair. I must look like a damn train wreck. The Mrs. Claus nightgown hangs down to my knees, I wanted to be festive for the family in the morning. He just stands there staring at me. His jacket is open, and a Grinch shirt peaks out from under the leather. I want to ask him what he wants and why he’s here in the middle of the night, but before I can open my mouth to speak his lips are on mine.
He grabs me by the hips and slams me against my bedroom wall. His mouth is full of hunger, like he needs me just as badly as he needs his next breath. I return the kiss with all the pent up aggression this day has left me with. I want to take it all out on him.
My tongue roughly runs over his before I nibble on his bottom lip. I think that’s the exact moment he officially loses it. His hands fumble with his jeans and his hard cock springs free. I am taken off guard when he roughly spins me around and lifts my arms above my head, painfully pinning them to the wall. His pants fall the the floor, and the loud thud of his belt buckle carries through the entire house.
River’s hand hikes my nightgown up, only to discover I didn’t wear any damn panties to bed. He lets out a laugh and his free hand crashes down on the bare flesh of my ass. The slap sings through the silent night
I don’t even know where to start.
“Diesel, I like you. I really do. But I’m so damn confused.” I want to cry, but I try desperately to hold it all back. “River and I, he helped me when I first came to town. I went through some bad shit and once you know what happened you may not want anything to do with me. But, I need you to know, I want you both. I can’t stop thinking about the two of you. When I’m with him, I think of you. When I’m with you, I’m thinking of him. It’s a constant.”
He’s calm, and cool. Everything River isn’t. He’s slowly becoming my safe, everything River was before we let shit get so complicated.
“What did River say when you told him this?”
“He said he wouldn’t share me. He couldn’t share me.” I wait, and watch his face. Looking for some kind of expression from the man that has genuinely captured my heart.
“Paisley, I can’t tell you what to do. But, what I am going to do is let you go. If you’re meant to be mine, you’ll come back to me.” His boots hit the floor and he stands, making his way for the door.
I feel like my heart was just ripped out and trampled on. But, maybe this is best? Maybe this is what’s supposed to happen? Maybe this needs to happen so we all can move on with our lives?
“Diesel?”
Without a word he turns around, and his deep carmel eyes meet mine.
“Thank you.” I take a few steps, and wrap my arms around his neck, place a simple kiss on his cheek and let go. It’s what we all need.
Claimed
From the moment Diesel walked out of my bedroom, I stayed here. River was gone, and I had no idea if he would ever be back. Diesel walked away, giving me the space I know I needed. Every interaction with that man proved one thing; he was the level headed and mature one in this entire situation. The one I know I should run to.
River’s hot and cold emotions would be too much for me in the long run. I have too many of my own demons to conquer without overcoming his. Maybe we just needed a little time apart? That sounded like a great idea. Exactly what I would do.
My thoughts fade and I finally start to drift to sleep when I hear someone rattling my door knob. I want to yell go away, but fear spreads through my body. Is it Zane? Is he back for Christmas to visit with his family? Is he back to hurt me or worse? The fear keeps me paralyzed until I hear River’s loud whisper calling my name. I want to get up and punch him in the dick for scaring me so badly. I am sure he didn’t mean it, but Jesus H Christ!
I swing my legs out of bed, and cross the room to unlock the door. I rub my eyes, and try and tame my hair. I must look like a damn train wreck. The Mrs. Claus nightgown hangs down to my knees, I wanted to be festive for the family in the morning. He just stands there staring at me. His jacket is open, and a Grinch shirt peaks out from under the leather. I want to ask him what he wants and why he’s here in the middle of the night, but before I can open my mouth to speak his lips are on mine.
He grabs me by the hips and slams me against my bedroom wall. His mouth is full of hunger, like he needs me just as badly as he needs his next breath. I return the kiss with all the pent up aggression this day has left me with. I want to take it all out on him.
My tongue roughly runs over his before I nibble on his bottom lip. I think that’s the exact moment he officially loses it. His hands fumble with his jeans and his hard cock springs free. I am taken off guard when he roughly spins me around and lifts my arms above my head, painfully pinning them to the wall. His pants fall the the floor, and the loud thud of his belt buckle carries through the entire house.
River’s hand hikes my nightgown up, only to discover I didn’t wear any damn panties to bed. He lets out a laugh and his free hand crashes down on the bare flesh of my ass. The slap sings through the silent night
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