What is so weird about being stabbed in the chest?”
I heard Serenity bite her lip over the phone, something I knew she did when she was uncomfortable and didn’t want to say something. She stuck her tongue out at me, giving me the unexpected urge to suck on it, before replying verbally. I’m glad to hear you’re safe though.”
“Thanks, Darla,” Gabriella replied. She wasn’t even fazed. “Promise?” she said excitedly. As a reflex, I blushed and looked away. “She could have slept with me if that was the case…” Her voice then trailed off as her deep brown eyes widened slightly. Rising to my feet, I dashed into the kitchen to try to get some breakfast together for Serenity, only to hear her run urgently from my room to the top of the stairs. Even though I knew I could easily break away from her grip, it still felt like she had me in an unbreakable shackle. Of course, my biggest defense was to just make sure I didn’t look, as well as making sure I masturbated at least once a day at home. Were we really going to fuck?
