He was right. I can't believe it. He was freaking right.
I rest my head on the cool shower wall as the warm water splashes onto my back.
I'm on my period. This can't be happening, I'm an embarrassment to womankind. I don't know what would've been better; Behaving like a madwoman for no reason or actually going nuts, over emotionally because it's the time of the month.
I don't understand how some women don't change at all in these few days and then theres me; I gain a pound, I get really bad skin, I behave like a bitch and freaking cry over ev-ery-thing!
Oh of fucking corse.
Like on cue tears start streaming down my face.
Why hasn't Damien left me already? I'm bonkers.
I get out of the shower, get ready and leave the bathroom with …show more content…
I can't believe I'm really going to live here.
Unbelievable.
And when I reach the kitchen, I can't actually see him because the door of the fridge shields him from me.
The only thing I see are very nice feet and a pair of very nice-in pyjama pants covered legs.
I let myself fall on a barstool and snatch a cupcake from the plate. Mmh. Chocolate. Oh good god the cravings.
"Did mh youm mbake?" I say, mouth full with the best fucking cupcake I've ever had.
"No. Maura my housekeeper made them." He mumbles and when he closes the fridge I nearly choke on the delicious treat.
I cough. I slap myself a few times against my chest to keep me from dying.
Damien looks at me worriedly and starts to walk in my direction."Noelle? Are you ok?"
But I hold my hand up to stop him. " I uh." Cough. "I'm ok. Just. Damn cover yourself would you?"
Why is he wearing pants at all? I mean yes I've seen him naked but.. Damn. I blush.
A. He's clearly not wearing boxers.
B. His pants are hanging so low.
C. So low!!
D. And holy mother fudging v-line. Did I actually got to trace it with my tongue?
C. And his chest.
And D to fucking Z. The rest of him. He is a piece of art.
Why do I have to look like a freaking troll. I'm going to
I rest my head on the cool shower wall as the warm water splashes onto my back.
I'm on my period. This can't be happening, I'm an embarrassment to womankind. I don't know what would've been better; Behaving like a madwoman for no reason or actually going nuts, over emotionally because it's the time of the month.
I don't understand how some women don't change at all in these few days and then theres me; I gain a pound, I get really bad skin, I behave like a bitch and freaking cry over ev-ery-thing!
Oh of fucking corse.
Like on cue tears start streaming down my face.
Why hasn't Damien left me already? I'm bonkers.
I get out of the shower, get ready and leave the bathroom with …show more content…
I can't believe I'm really going to live here.
Unbelievable.
And when I reach the kitchen, I can't actually see him because the door of the fridge shields him from me.
The only thing I see are very nice feet and a pair of very nice-in pyjama pants covered legs.
I let myself fall on a barstool and snatch a cupcake from the plate. Mmh. Chocolate. Oh good god the cravings.
"Did mh youm mbake?" I say, mouth full with the best fucking cupcake I've ever had.
"No. Maura my housekeeper made them." He mumbles and when he closes the fridge I nearly choke on the delicious treat.
I cough. I slap myself a few times against my chest to keep me from dying.
Damien looks at me worriedly and starts to walk in my direction."Noelle? Are you ok?"
But I hold my hand up to stop him. " I uh." Cough. "I'm ok. Just. Damn cover yourself would you?"
Why is he wearing pants at all? I mean yes I've seen him naked but.. Damn. I blush.
A. He's clearly not wearing boxers.
B. His pants are hanging so low.
C. So low!!
D. And holy mother fudging v-line. Did I actually got to trace it with my tongue?
C. And his chest.
And D to fucking Z. The rest of him. He is a piece of art.
Why do I have to look like a freaking troll. I'm going to