1. Second Chances - part 1


    Date: 7/5/2016, Categories: Seduction, Author: SecretlySubmissivexx, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    I walk down the street, watching life go on around me. The street vendors call out prices for goods that only the tourists will buy. A full year I've considered myself a resident here. I’ve done nothing but live here, and I was never a tourist. I was a girl who came here for a fresh start. A new adventure. No horrid past to run from. No sad story of needing a new life. Just the thrill of seeing the country. Funny how it still seems like running away. I stop and fiddle with a small, wooden toy on a cart. I wonder what he’s doing? Does he still think of me? His brother would love this. I put it down. I can’t keep living like this. Because this makes it feel even more like running away. But he knows where I am. He can come find me if he wants. Besides, he’s probably forgotten all about me. Moved on, just like me. Ha, yeah right. I continue my walk through the square as I head towards a small street off to the right. Nobody is down here. No one ever is. They are scared of the alleyways because they don’t know how to navigate them. I come out the other end in a nice looking neighborhood that anyone would be happy in. My roommate sure is. I should be. This is home. I walk up a flight of stairs and open my front door. Home sweet home. “Kelsey, I’m back!” No answer. Weird, she must be out. That’s unlike her. I walk into the kitchen to get a drink and freeze. “Hi.” Such a simple word with such a simple response, but I can’t do anything but stare. He’s here. In my apartment. In front ...
    of me. “Did you forget how to speak?” I forgot that he was waiting for an answer. “What are you doing here?” The only words I can come up with. Smooth. He raises an eyebrow and smirks. “That’s my welcome? Not very warm.” He’s teasing me. I give him a wary look as I evade him to get a drink of water from the sink next to him. “You didn’t answer my question.” I lean against my kitchen table, which is a safe distance away. He looks good, too good. “I came to see you.” He says it as if it should be obvious. As if I should have expected it. “Why?” I’m confused now. He doesn’t seem to understand my hesitation. In fact, he’s taking offense by it. Huh? “I’ve missed you. You told me where you were going, so I decided to come see you.” His face flashes with a trace of sadness before the mask of that smug face comes back, “Haven’t you missed me?” All I can do is stare at him. Is he serious? “It’s been a year, Alex. You act as if nothing happened.” That came out stronger than planned. That’s why he’s frowning, right? “What happened, Gabs? We decided to see the world before deciding to continue. I’m ready to keep going. Aren’t you?” He’s serious. He is actually serious. I can’t decide whether to laugh and hug him or scream and strangle him. Both? I opt for neither. I turn my back to him. “It’s been a long time, Alex. I’ve changed. You’ve changed. We both have separate lives. Mine is here. Yours is back home. You didn’t come to me about this after a couple months; you came to me after a ...
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