Creed:
After Brandon and I had our way with Macy, I brought her back into Wyatt's bathroom, and now she is draped across me, snoring softly. Steam is still rising from the water we are soaking in. The others have gone to fill Dad in on Macy's plan and to ensure he plays his part flawlessly.
My finger traced the freckles on her shoulder; her skin made my stomach flutter into my chest.
How in the h.e.l.l had I gotten this far without her?
How had I never noticed how loud the monsters inside of me were screaming until she silenced them?
"He will be here in two hours, and I have her bag. It's time." Brandon had poked his head into the bathroom, breaking the silence brought on by Macy's skin against mine.
I nodded, letting my hands run down the curvature of her back. I have never seen a
