These Dreams Under My Pillow
Content Warning: NSFW
It was about two in the morning and Addy was still wide eyed on her bed. There was something bigger going on here. She rarely trusted, and here she had two genuinely decent guy. Her cynical side was waiting for a catch. Maybe this was the catch, not them but her. It would figure.
But Murphy was right. She was using her past as an excuse. You can run from it. It's going to be there. It didn't mean that every person was bad. They weren't. She truly believed she could trust them. After all she didn't take off an entire day for anyone.
But who said anything was even there? Addy contemplated calling ones of them when she realized she didn't have a way to reach either of them.
It was about two in the morning and Addy was still wide eyed on her bed. There was something bigger going on here. She rarely trusted, and here she had two genuinely decent guy. Her cynical side was waiting for a catch. Maybe this was the catch, not them but her. It would figure.
But Murphy was right. She was using her past as an excuse. You can run from it. It's going to be there. It didn't mean that every person was bad. They weren't. She truly believed she could trust them. After all she didn't take off an entire day for anyone.
But who said anything was even there? Addy contemplated calling ones of them when she realized she didn't have a way to reach either of them.