NovelEnglishFelicity mentioned she wanted to head hto rest, partially as an excuse to dodge Miles, but also because she genuinely felt exhausted.
As she settled into the car ride, the gentle movement lulled her into sleep.
In her dream, Langston, her brother, remained unchanged from five years ago.
He was clad in a sleek black bomber jacket, hanging out with Ms. Sanchez and Mr. Lopez, invited over by their parents to celebrate her surprisingly high SAT scores, a good thirty points above her expectations! That day was a whirlwind of emotions for her, both exhilarating and joyous.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBecause Felicity had a plan up her sleeve- To get Miles tipsy, and finally experience what it was like to be with someone so out of her league.
To ensure he wouldn't just shrug off the alcohol, she even prepared a little white pill, guaranteed by her classmate Bobby to knock anyone out cold after slipping it into their drink.
Everything went according to plan at first.
Miles had dinner and sipped the spiked drink, then, seeing the adults deeply engrossed in their conversation, Felicity suggested helping a slightly drunken Langston to his room for srest.
However, what she didn't anticipate was that the little white pill wasn't a simple sedative, but rather...
A potent aphrodisiac! The phrase "at one's mercy" was meant to describe her situation, not his! In all honesty, Felicity only intended to steal a kiss from his lips while he was out of it, nothing more.
But when Miles invaded her, merciless and intense, the pain was unbearable. It felt as though she was being split in two! And with both sets of parents just outside, she couldn't let them find out.
All Felicity could do was bite down on her lip and bear it silently.
"Honey, honey?" Jeffrey's voice broke through, apanied by a gentle touch on her arm, jolting Felicity awake. Eyes snapping open, she cried out, "It hurts so much!" Her outcry left Jeffrey baffled.
"Did I... apply that much force?" He thought he had barely touched her...
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSitting in the passenger seat, Felicity took a Moment to collect herselfe before awkwardly coughing, "Dad, it you. I had a dream." Content Wr belongs to en.kikistories "What kind of dream? Did someone hit you? Is someone bullying you abroad and you didn't tell me?" "...Do I look like someone who gets bullied?" Jeffrey smirked, "Guess not.” Felicity rubbed her eyes and stretched, "Are we at Bay Residence yet?" "Almost. Langston insisted on bringing his girlfriend to wee us." He pointed ahead as he spoke.
Through the windshield, Felicity saw him...
Miles, looking leaner and more aloof than ever.
The face that once mirrored his 1 father's was now mature, with traces of Ms. Sanchez's delicate features, especially around his deep, abyss-like eyes. en.kikistories Currently, Miles was holding a girl's hand, walking towards them.
That... must be his girlfriend.
e on, let's greet them!" Jeffrey, oblivious to his daughter's difort, patted her shoulder and got out of the car first. With no other choice, Felicity braced herself and opened the car door.
"Langston!" Old habits die hard; Jeffrey still used Miles' childhood nickname. Pulling his daughter to his side, he beamed "Sweetheart, it's been years since we've been back. Do you think Langston here can still recognize you?" en.kikistories Felicity forced a smile, keeping silent.
Because in her mind, she thought...
UMS Even if Miles turned to ashes, she'd still recognize him.
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