"Maybe you're right," Milo sighed. "But maybe there should be." He offered a slight smile. "I just hate that these pop up when you least expect them."

“Trust me, I get that,” Gray said as she looked at Milo and took a drag of her cigarette. “I really, really get that,” she looked away from him, a faraway look in her eyes before she let out a deep sigh. “But sometimes, sometimes we don’t have the option of dwelling on that stuff,” she said softly, lowering her hand slightly and then looking back at him. “Sometimes we just have to accept it and keep going, you know?” she asked and gave him a slight smile before she took another drag from the cigarette. 

“I’m sure you do,” Wade laughed, shaking his head. “And, I’m sure that you don’t indulge at all.” The tease was clear in his tone, as his eyes glimmered and he smiled a little bit at the other man. He’d heard stories about Milo, though he wasn’t going to say that out loud at this point.

 ❛   you must forgive my lips… they find pleasure in the most unusual places.   ❜ 

“Don’t apologize...” Jody melted under Milo’s touch. It was nice not to have to think about the past few hours. Being 18 again wasn’t the wish fulfillment some people made it out to me. Not for him. He felt himself now. Almost. There was a strange lost sense of time, still. He didn’t remember even getting dressed for the party, but maybe that was still the effect of the spell.

He was avoiding home. Elijah. Layla. He was day drinking. And that was never a good sign.

[Text] That is not helpful. I will try and find you though.

Send me ♥ for a sexual/naughty text

Beth watches them as they step closer, eyes moving up to their features with a smile. “Oh, really?” She asks while crossing her arms. “Why don’t you tell me some.” 

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“I did something terrible.”

“Terrible like... like what kind of terrible?”