22.
8.7.11
Sinful Delight
TeddyDominique
secret, flames, disaster
They could only go down in flames, but she would gladly burn for this.
These moments they shared, the tingles she got whenever he touched her, the secret smiles he gave her from across a crowded room, the fire that consumed her whenever he kissed her, it was nothing short of sinful—what are you even doing, he will never be yours. She was a train wreck, a disaster, falling headlong into a sure fire collision that would absolutely for sure without a doubt destroy her but was it really her fault that she couldn't help but feel that trickle of delight every time he did something as stupid as pull a funny face at the dinner table when no one else was looking just to make her smile?
Teddy, with his shock of blue hair and careless laughs, would be her ruin, of that she was certain, but Dominique wouldn't want to have it any other way. It was wrong, all wrong—he's marrying your sister, he will never have you—but that was alright.