Norma Jean - By Amanda Heath Page 0,70
you and Chance up and you went right back to him the second you could.” I’ve thought of it that way myself. He couldn’t let go of the fact he ruined us but didn’t.
“I’ve been dealt so much shit my entire life, I’ve come to expect it. I kind of feel like this is all I have in store for me. I’ve only ever been truly happy with Chance and Creed is doing everything in his power to take that away from me.” I lay my head back on the couch and close my eyes. I’m suddenly tired, more tired than I have ever been. I feel like my every waking moment is a fight, a fight for the things I need to make me happy. The things I need to make me live a good life.
I never thought things would just fall at my feet, but sometimes I would like one little break. My dad has been absent my entire life and then I find out he was having sex with my mom, in my house while I was home and he didn’t bother to say hello. Chance made me feel bad about myself along with the entire school. But I find out he isn’t that guy anymore, then he is stolen from me. Enter Creed who is the sickest person I have ever met. My life is one big cluster fuck.
“I think I’m going to head to bed. I like the whole slumber party idea, but I would rather not sleep on the floor.” I tell Teagan rising up from the couch.
“Yeah I didn’t really think we would, it was mostly for show. I didn’t have any girlfriends growing up so I thought it would be fun to have a slumber party.” She shrugs her shoulder.
I give her a hug, squeezing her tiny body up against me. “I didn’t have girlfriends either. Not until I went to college and my roommate took me under her wing. Though I don’t know what kind of friend she really is since she hasn’t called me in weeks.” I let her go saying good night and heading up the stairs.
I find Chance playing cards in what I assume is Declan’s room. It’s clean and there are a few items that scream girl. Which means Teagan put them there. “I’m ready for bed Chance.” I speak out since they didn’t notice my entrance into the room.
He looks up at me surprised and can only grin. I did tell him I wouldn’t sleep in the same bed with him. Though the incident in the truck kind of changes things. “Okay smalls.” He bids goodnight to the guys, getting a catcall from Caden.
Chance leads me down the hall to a bedroom at the end of the landing. It’s smaller but it’s still bigger than my dorm room. It’s also screams Chance. The hunter green walls are bare except for a few pictures of his family. The bed is made with a matching comforter and pillows. His closet doors are open and I take in all his clothes. I have to stop myself from walking over and touching them all and taking in his wonderful scent.
“There’s a bathroom through that door if you want to brush your teeth and stuff.” He points to a door on the other side of the bed and I nod.
I do my “thang” and walk back out into the bedroom. Chance is sitting on the bed in a pair of boxers. His tattooed side hiding in the dim light. I suck in a breath at the way he looks up at me. I feel the liquid heat ignite in my stomach and spread to my legs. It’s amazing what a look can do to someone. And Chances right now is burning me alive. “Stop it.” I say breathily.
“No. Come here.” He growls pulling me along with those hazel eyes. The green and caramels seem to swirl around with the lust written in them. “I didn’t realize how incredibly sexy it would be for you to wear my clothes. All I want to do is rip them off of you.”
I walk forward to him and place my hands on his shoulders. “No more ripping. That was a great pair of panties you ruined.” I chuckle when he looks up and grins at me. “I love you, big foot.” I sigh kissing his full lips.
His hands land on my ass squeezing the flesh making me moan. “I love you, smalls.” He whispers out