Page 115 of On My Side
Chapter 37
Audrey
Playlist: All My Life | Kina Grannis
Sky’s Sluts
SkysMainSlut:guys it just occurred to me that sky could have a girlfriend. Or a WIFE. Does that ruin the fantasy for anyone else? Knowing he could be like so happy with this other woman and we have no chance with him.
AshBash69:…
SkysMainSlut:like he could be in LOVE! With someone who’s not ME!
LadyRebel93:i say this with all the love in the world, but i need you to look up parasocial relationships and go to therapy.
AshBash93:personally, i hope he does. I hope he has someone who makes his life better than any audio he could record, and makes the words he say true. Isn’t that what we wantfor the most part? To be loved and to love that person who gets us?
SkysMainSlut:and what if that person is me?
LadyRebel93:THERAPY. NOW.
“It’s weird not breaking into this building,” I observe as we climb the stairs to his third floor apartment. I’m trying to not sound like I’m about to drop dead, becausedamn, stairs arehard, and we’ve only climbed the first flight.
My hand is clasped firmly in Ren’s, and suddenly, so is my waist as he spins me and pins me against the wall in the stairwell. “Whoa,” I breathe, eyes wide at the unexpected maneuver.
But that might be my own fault, really. If I can expect anything from Ren, it’s that I can never know what to expect from him. And yet, I know he’ll be steady and consistent too. He’s a contradiction and a thrill.
Ren drops my hand and grips my hips with both hands, pressing himself to me. I bite back a moan when I feel how hard he is already. What is this man planning to do to me in this studio of his?
“You know,” he says, voice low as he leans into me, mustache brushing against the shell of my ear. It makes me shiver with want and anticipation. “I’m thinking you might actually be the bad girl they always said you were.” He drops his lips to the hollow of my throat and leaves a warm, open mouth kiss. “I fucking love it.”
“You know I’m not the bad girl they said I was,” I correct, voice trembling as I wrap my arms around his shoulders. “I’m the bad girl you’ve turned me into.”
He groans into my neck and squeezes my hips hard enough to hurt, but not so hard I want him to stop. “Even better—I get you all to myself.”
Then the son of a bitch kisses my cheek, steps back, andwinks. “Shall we continue?” he asks, taking my hand in his again.
“You are a sick, sick man, Lorenzo,” I grumble as we continue our trek to his apartment.
“Lovesick, you mean,” he teases, squeezing my hand.
“No, just sick.”
We finally make it to the third floor and he unlocks the door. Immediately, Princess Leia is weaving between our legs, screaming her discontent.
“You’d think I’d never fed her a day in her life at that volume.” Ren says, shaking his head as he closes the door behind us. “Or she didn’t have an automatic feeder.”
“Meow!” Leia screeches in response, staring up at us with big green eyes.
“To be fair, I believe her,” I tease, nudging his side with my elbow.
“You’re amom, Audrey,” he says playfully, stepping behind me and wrapping his arms around my middle. I lean back against his chest, the steadythump thump thumpof his heart a soothing rhythm. “I know this isn’t how you parent your daughter.”
“According to said daughter, Leia is actuallyherbaby, which makes her my grandbaby. Aren’t parents required to throw away their parenting values when they become grandparents in favor of spoiling them?”
“I don’t mean to be rude, but I really don’t care or know.” He buries his nose in my hair, inhaling deeply. “You smell incredible, and I want to make you come.”
I dig my teeth into my lower lip, and I squeeze my thighs together, desperate for relief. “Take a shower, then you can show me the studio,thenwe can go home and we can spend the night counting how many times you can make me come.”
