Where do Broken Hearts Go? II Dominique & Ethan Ft. Sunny
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As soon as Ethan pulled away from her and slid to the other side of the sofa, Dominique jumped up. It had been nice and all, but watching the way he moved away from her, too ashamed to even look at her had sent a shred of self-awareness through the blonde. What was she doing here? Something to take her mind off things? Just âkeeping it casualâ? Deep down she knew she couldnât do that, she got attached too quickly, fell in love too fast. And the last person she wanted to catch feelings for was Ethan Wood - the supremely annoying and up-himself chaser.Â
She pulled her clothes back on, picking them up from where theyâd been thrown, only pausing when she heard his exhale Well, Fuck. At least that was something they could agree on. He was right, it had been good. Great, even. But she had already ruined a friendship over this and somehow it just didnât seem worth it any more. Perhaps it was coming down from high or maybe just finally coming to her senses.
It took her a moment to gather up her belongings, and it was only when she was dressed she glanced back at him on the sofa. In her defence he was hot. It almost made her changed her mind.Â
âGuess I better get going.â She was sat, awkwardly pulling her shoes back on unsure if she was supposed to just... go. Dominique had never been the kind to get up and go after a hook up, she usually outstayed her welcome if anything.Â
âIf Sunny asks - can you say we never saw each other again? I think I shouldnât have come here.â













