Pretty Little Temptation by Gabrielle Snow

Pretty Little Temptation by Gabrielle Snow

Author:Gabrielle Snow [Snow, Gabrielle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Gabrielle Snow
Published: 2020-04-19T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter 7

Amelia.

I wasn’t sure why I had escaped Lucas by disappearing into my room. It had just taken me by surprise when I’d walked in on him at my house of all places. It was the last place I thought I’d ever see him in. And obviously my mom had been drooling over him. How embarrassing. As much as she claimed to ‘hate’ men, she didn’t seem to be able to resist them.

That unexpected encounter had happened a few days ago and I hadn’t seen Lucas since. Sure, I had deliberately been avoiding him, I had no problem admitting that. But I also suspected that he hadn’t been too eager to see me for one or two reasons: either me escaping him or my mom trying to get with him. And I wasn’t sure which option I liked better.

I felt mortified about kissing him and even thinking back to it made me cringe and relive the embarrassment. So in a way, I was happy that I hadn’t had to face him ever since he had found himself in our living room. Then again, I felt conflicted because I also really wanted to see him. The way his arms had felt wrapped around my body...I wanted to feel that again.

I’d never felt so turned on in my whole, entire life. Sure, I’d always had a vivid imagination and I was no stranger to touching myself to my own fantasies. But I’d never had a man’s arms wrapped around my body like that. It had made me feel tingly in all the right places.

“Why did I have to screw it all up?” I sighed to myself as I got up from my desk. For the past few days I had been spending most of my time alternating between working on my portfolio and looking for internships. So far, I hadn't struck gold. I was slowly starting to get more and more discouraged, even when I tried to convince myself otherwise. I knew it hadn’t really even been that long, but patience had never been my virtue. When I wanted to achieve things, I worked my hardest and went for them. Usually, I had been rewarded for my hard work but this time it was taking longer as many places weren’t hiring.

I just felt stuck. I felt like a 22-year-old child, living with her crazy mother and being at her mercy. I didn’t want to feel like that, I wanted to feel like a 22-year-old young woman, on her way to success and self-reliance. And it felt like I was further away from my dreams than before college. But I couldn’t give in to feeling sorry for myself. At the end of the day I was way better off than a lot of people. I tried to remind myself of this every day, especially when it got hard to stay positive.

I raised my arms up, intertwining my fingers and stretched my back. Sitting down all day made my body feel stiff and sore—like it belonged to a much older person.



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