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Girlfriends and Wives: Chapter SevenGirlfriends and Wives: Chapter Seven by JauntyEyes
*2 Months Later*
Delicate, white beads fell gently from the sky, enveloping the ground below. It was a beautiful sight, but Jane didn’t care. Her only concern was how cold it was becoming. Taking a sip of her tea, she grumpily re-wrapped the blanket around her after setting the cup back down.
Shivering once again, she continued to tap away on her laptop. She rarely went out these days. In order to prevent herself from falling into despair, she immersed herself entirely in her work.
As much as she loved writing, Jane couldn’t help but begin to feel like this nagging task was starting to get tedious. Her constant recurring old friends, Irritation and Impatience, began to creep back up on her to say hello.
Sighing, she closed the laptop. Yep. She couldn’t continue any longer. Eyeing the forlorn remote beside her, she eagerly grabbed it after practically flinging
Girlfriends and Wives: Chapter SixGirlfriends and Wives: Chapter Six by JauntyEyes
*2 Weeks Later*
“My dad has been seriously beating me down; ranting about all his stupid issues that his company’s been having lately.” Annie said, toying with a meatball using the tip of her fork. Her other hand held her resting head in bored amusement.
Not receiving a reply caused her to glance at her partner. Their bodies reflected the same position, but she hardly ate anything. “Jane?” she called.
No response. She merely kept staring out the window. Frustrated, she waved a stabbed meatball in front of Jane’s face. “Hey! Are you even listening to me, Jane?!”
Snapping out of her trance, the latter turned her head towards her. “Hm?” She noticed the food in front of her and gobbled it in one bite. “Mm’sorry, Ann. I was just lost in thought.”
“Well, you’ve been ‘lost in thought’
Girlfriends and Wives: Chapter FiveGirlfriends and Wives: Chapter Five by JauntyEyes
“Want some tea?” Jane questioned while setting down two elegantly styled, Japanese tea cups on the round-wood dining table.
Afterwards, in a rather graceful motion -- similar to a Geisha’s technique, Damian mused -- she poured the brew into the tiny cups and pushed one towards his direction before sitting down herself.
Although he noted this behavior, he decided not to say anything. Who was he to judge what James liked to practice behind closed doors? He felt the side of his lip twitch from his vulgar mental comment.
“What kind is it?” he asked while inhaling the steam rising from the liquid. The soothing aroma had a hint of spice mixed within and as a result, caused all the muscles on his back to unknot from distinct pleasure.
“Black tea.” Jane stated bluntly, taking a sip from her own.
“Ah, my favorite kind. Nice!” Not wasting another moment, he snatched the cup and took a gulp; only to nearly spit it out from
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