Page 49 of Sinful Little Lies

My Flame.

Flame beelines for me, jumping into the air, and taking me down to the ground. I land on my back and she begins furiously licking my face. Her tail wags like a door stopper in excitement. “Hi, baby. It’s good to see you, too.” I say to her, scratching behind her ears and along her sides.

“Is she yours?” Verena asks, her eyes sparkling at the sight of my Dobermann. I nod and stand as Flame makes her way over to smell Verena.

“Be careful, she’s a killer just like her daddy.” I say with a wink. Flame doesn’t tolerate anyone else besides my dad. More than that, she doesn’t tolerate anyone within close proximity ofme, so I’m shocked to see when she sits at Verena’s feet and raises a paw to her leg to gain her attention.

“Hi, sweet girl! I’m Verena.” V pets her head and immediately, Flame is mush in her hands.

Did I just lose my dog to Verena? Of course, the two greatest females in my life would band against me.

Seeing them bond so quickly causes an ache to settle in my chest. I’m ecstatic that they’re getting along, but Flame can’t come with us. She has to stay.

Verena notices the shift in my mood and wastes no time questioning it. “Why so glum? Flame is super excited to see you.”

A sad smile forms on my face, “Yeah. I’m stoked to see her. I wish I could bring her back with me, but I can’t. Jaden is allergic.”

A few beats of silence pass before Verena speaks again, “I can keep her at my place.” Her eyes meet mine and the amber irises sparkle with love and adoration.

“What? No, I couldn’t ask you to do that. She’s good here. Tons of food, a nice big yard, and all the toys she could want.” Although it pains me to say it, Flame needs to stay here. I couldn’t possibly put the responsibility on Verena when she has classes and a life of her own.

“I don’t remember you asking me. I just remember offering. If she’s trained to only go outside, and isn’t violent or aggressive, I can take her with me. I want to.” She rebuttals. “Come on, let’s pack up her stuff and head out.”

With that, she stands and walks, Flame trotting down the hall by her side. I watch them as I feel a blush creep up my cheeks and that familiar ache seeps into my heart.

My girls are coming home with me.

My girls. Home. With me.

I could get used to this.

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GRIMM

Flame has beenat Verena’s for a few weeks and has loved every second of it. Verena went on a spree to get Flame all new bedding, leashes, collars, and toys. She has her own corner of the room equipped with a luxurious dog bed, a bowl of water, a basket of toys, and the softest rug that displays a neon pink flame

She’s spoiled fucking rotten.

And I thought I couldn’t fall in love with Verena any more.

Everyday with her has been a dream. We spend so much time together, you’d think she’d be sick of me by now. But she keeps me around. Keepsusaround. I’d do anything to savor this feeling, bottle it up, and wear it around my neck so it lays close to my heart.

You can’t bottle your butterflies, but you can bottle her blood.

My dick tents my pants at the thought of having a vial of Verena’s blood around my neck. Now, I just need to figure out how the hell I’ll convince her to do that.

I adjust myself in my pants as I wait for Verena outside of her last class for the semester. We get three uninterrupted weekstogether. She has no idea, but I’ve got something up my sleeve for this upcoming break.

A moment later, the door bursts open and out pours what feels like half of Blackwood’s student body. My eyes scan over the crowd, thankful for the advantage of my height. I spot Verena quickly, my little grumpy amongst all the sunshine in her all black ensemble.

There’s a large portion of students that come from old money and Blackwood legacy who wear nothing but neutrals and argyle. Verena was the complete opposite. Hues of black and red headed in my direction and it wasn’t until she spotted me, that the little grump morphed into the brightest sunshine this world has ever seen.

Her eyes light up, her smile widens, and she gently catches her bottom lip between her teeth.

“Hey there, lovely.” I say to her as she makes her way closer to me, laces our fingers together, and rises onto her tiptoes to kiss me.

“Hi, handsome. We’re free! Well, I guess you’re always free so nowI’mfree.” She responds with a chuckle.

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