#shay.

to put you in the deepest and nasty prone bone that ends up with you half on his pelvis the other half buried in the pillows shay

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                   She didn’t entirely know what happened, but within a split second, Naomi was physically twisted around and shoved back into her home by a stranger. His hand gripped onto her elbow so strong that she had to still her movements and meander along with him with something harsh and cold pressed into her lower back, which had Naomi frozen. “Please... whatever you want...” She was cut off with a sharp, “Shut up,” and Naomi, with wide and frozen eyes, was shoved back into the living room where her cousin and daughter. With one look when Shay turned around, she would be able to get the immediate drift that this wasn’t a good situation. 

                      "Okay, seriously? I don’t even know this bride that well and yet I’m jealous I wasn’t in this bridal party. You both look so goddamn sexy in that dress. I’m green with envy.” Sophia grumbled, jokingly so, as she gripped her glass flute to bring to her lips and sip from. Sophia loved weddings even when she only knew a handful of the crowd and the happy atmosphere for her good friend Mike had been a perfect distraction for the elephant hidden in her relationship. Well, until she spotted the fourth woman waltzing down the train of bridesmaids. “So, when is this bouquet toss? Am I going to have to throw elbows with you, Shay?” 

                       “C’mere. Look at this.” Naomi ushered for her cousin to come near with her fingers. While the rest of the girls had began to get ready, Naomi managed to disappear briefly when she got a break. She didn’t need to slip into her dress yet, so she sported one of her favorite white button ups from Michael’s closet she was getting ready in, but Naomi wanted to share a little something with Shay. “This is made from Daddy’s tie.” Naomi murmured when she looped her arm through Shay’s and touched the straps of her wedding dress hung. “And I need a minute to breathe and think about him, y’know?”