To Hate Adam Connor by Ella Maise
So you may ask, who is Adam Connor? He is the recently divorced, Academy Award-winning actor who just moved in next door with his kid. He also happens to be an exquisite male specimen and the most infuriating sly bastard I’ve ever come across.
Let’s be honest here, wouldn’t you wanna take a peek over the wall to catch a glimpse of him, hopefully when he is naked? Wouldn’t you melt away after watching him work out as his five-year-old kid cheered him on? Do I even have to mention those abs, the big bulge in his pants, or that arm porn? Oh, wait, you would never spy on him? Sure…
While I was being thoughtful by not breaking and entering and was actually considering going over to offer him a shoulder—or maybe a boob or two—to cry on (y’know, because of his divorce), instead he had me thrown in jail after a small incident. Jail, people! He was supposed to grant me countless orgasms as a thank you, not a jail cell.
After that day, I was mentally plotting ways to strangle him instead of jumping his bones to make sweet love. So what if my body did more than just shiver when he whispered dirty little things in my ear? I can’t be held responsible for that. And when was the last time he’d kissed anyone anyway? Who’d enjoy a kiss with a side of heart attack?
Even if he and his son were the best things since sliced bread—and I’m not saying he was—I couldn’t fall for him. No matter what promises he whispered on my skin, my curse wouldn’t let us be. I wasn’t a damsel in distress—I could save myself, thank you very much—but deep inside, I still hoped Adam Connor would be the hero of my story.
Love Words from Adam to Lucy
Lucy…
If you’re reading this note it means our boys finally let go of you and fell asleep. Thank God. Who knew a new little human would be so demanding.
My wife…before you come out and meet me underneath our wall, Happy Valentines Day. Are you truly happy, Lucy? Still? While I was falling for you, I made a promise to myself, a promise that I would do everything in my power to make you happy for the rest of our lives. I hope I’m keeping that promise. I hope that smile I see on your face everytime your eyes meet mine is the proof of your happiness. I hope your beautiful eyes aren’t lying to me. And I hope they never will. Still…if it ever comes a time where you’re thinking I’m slacking off, I’m sure you’ll set me straight again because I know we could never let each other go.
I’ve waited for you to be mine for so long, Lucy. Can you come out so I can kiss the love of my life before the boys wake up? And if you still want to call me a bad kisser after…you can still do that my beautiful wife, I won’t mind as long as you’re in my arms.
Your husband,
Adam Connor
Nothin’ But Your Lovin’ by Breanna Barbara is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 License.
About the author
I’m an avid reader. Therefore, a big dreamer. I love nothing more than to escape real life to find those very few magical moments in a book. I love how it has the power of stealing your worries away, putting a smile on your face, and of course sometimes making you crush on fictional characters. If I can manage to do even one of those things for a reader, I will be a happy writer.
I can’t even begin to describe how exciting it is to give life to new characters and fall for them. It’s a different kind of addiction.
I’m still searching for my own happy ending. Until that happens, I’ll live vicariously through my own characters.
http:/www.ellamaise.com
