This is a short Novella from my story Gone Again. Its been 4 years since Kassandra walked away from everyone but a phone call from someone important, the only person shes kept in contct with brings her face to face with her old family again.
Another sneak peak at Chapter 9 called "Rome Babe
“Wait” Jay sighed
“What Jay?” I asked not bothering to look at him as he made his way across the floor.
“Becca” he said, his body right behind mine
“What?” I asked again
“Look at me”
“Becca please” he pleaded, he was wrong to think I would give into his plea; I was annoyed, I know it was stupid but I was just annoyed.
“I’m sorry Princess” he said wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me flush against his stomach
“Whatever Jay” I mumbled trying to pull away from his grasp; however he only squeezed me tighter against him
“Rebecca I’m sorry” he said again his lips pressed against my neck, placing light kisses along it and across my collar bone.
“Jay” I breathed out, I hated how he knew how much I loved neck kisses, I hated that he knew so many of my weak places, yet at the same time I loved it
Could you read the sequel to Loving you and tell your friends about the series for me please!! Thank you!
A Very Short little inside into what i'm currently writing for Chapter 9, which is called "Rome Baby"
We stepped of the plane, a bright smile across both of our faces. We were in Rome, the beautiful city of Rome. As we walked towards the luggage caracal light Italian music and voices were heard.
“How excited are you?” Jay asked
“Very, how could you not be excited it already looks so wonderful” I beamed
“How are we going to survive through the time were here, I know nothing about speaking Italian.” Jay frowned
“When you’re a model you pick up on a couple of languages” I winked
“My hero” he chuckled
We quickly grabbed our bags and dragged them through the airport until we had reached the front doors; I stood on the end of the sidewalk and hailed down a cab. Once I had gotten the attention of the driver we quickly stuffed our bags in the truck and took a seat in the back
“Vila Della Reginella 10 00186, per favore” I directed the driver
“Sì signora” he smiled
“Are we staying at a hotel?” he asked
“No, it’s a little apartment that I rented for us” I smiled
“Isn’t that more expensive?” he asked
“Jay, can you stop worrying about money seriously.” I chuckled