Chapter 115

• “The people, the war, the future—it’s all interwoven. Us, your mom, your dad, we can’t run away from this even if we wanted to. We’re part of it, even in our mistakes and heartbreak. The Fates know what they’re doing, and for whatever reason they did this to us, it’ll make sense in time.” I run my fingers through his thick, short hair, stroking it back and soothing him against me. Caring for him, giving him what I can as it stirs up all kinds of longings and warm sensations in the pit of my stomach, being connected to him like this.
• “I denied the Fates, Lorey. Maybe I was meant to find her with you, by your side. Maybe I screwed everything up by rejecting you.” He squeezes me harder, pulling me closer, so I end up almost entirely entangled in his body. It starts to feel inappropriate and way too intimate as I naturally fit up against him in the hollow of his lap. Especially with my ass nestling in his groin, I’m fully aware he’s carrying a pretty healthy package because it’s now somehow worked its way into a position where it’s wedged in between my ass cheeks and distracts from the heavy feelings of this scenario. Distraction at its finest, a pretty sizeable one at that, and I try to focus back on what I’m meant to, but it’s not easy.
• My eyes scan the room for signs of Carmen crashing in here because of my guilty libido as my nether regions tingle. I’m heating up with being this close, skin sizzling, and stomach flipping over at something so innocent. I don’t seem to control it now when all I can focus on is the fact I can feel it through his pants and mine, and it’s impressive.