ThugWorkout wrote:
Dymitrius listened to her, pursing his lips together. That was a little upsetting, he had f even considered his hard it was going to be, emotionally as well as physically for her. “I’m sorry about that.” He told her. He didn’t know what else to say, this was mainly his fault but then again it would have been selfish if he’d have stayed stringing her along. “But you’re getting on with Colton right? He’s a nice guy, I think he’s worth your time.” He told her, sitting back in the seat but Mr Diamond didn’t do waiting and he went to the counter, getting the receptionist to ring through and sashas name was called. “I just didn’t think you’d want to. But I’d love to see him again, I miss the little guy so much.” He smiled. Holding the door open for her.
Gabbie held his hand on the seat in between them, staring out of the window to see the wonderful sights. She’d done a lot of research and she knew the majority of the Iceland wasn’t really inhabited, it was just beautiful scenery and they’d come at the perfect time, when there was snow and it was chilly but they still got enough day time to enjoy everything. It was about a half an hour drive until they got to their hotel, it was the Hilton and even though it wasn’t going to be your usual sunny honey moon, they still wanted a little bit of luxury. For now they could relax, they could spend the afternoon getting their bearings and then in the morning, they would be going on their first outing, a tour of the golden circle.
Lucifer had been bored and hooked on Luna ever since seeing her at the wedding. As much as he tried he couldn’t forget her, not this time. And he knew she’d felt it too. Maybe he could get her to forget about that wolf once and for all, he could override any imprint, no matter how strong they thought it was. So he’d messaged her to meet up at an old bar he knew about. It was dark and grungy and they’d fit in perfectly. He’d vortexed himself there, appearing right beside her and his hand rested in the small of her back, his lips to her ears. “Fancy seeing you here.” He whispered into her ear, his voice low, like silk wrapping around her. “I’ll have a bottle of absynthe, please.l” he ordered. Alcohol didn’t really effect him.