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Don’t Let Me Fall

Felicity has been having a really rough time lately. Among other things, she’s just broken up with her fiancé. Life seems to be only getting worse, but then she meets a mysterious stranger with a list of places his recently deceased mother told him to visit. Charmed by his good looks and sexy accent, Felicity agrees to join the stranger on his journey… But what will happen when he reveals the real reason he’s there?

Age Rating: 18+


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Chapter 1


Felicity has been having a really rough time lately. Among other things, she’s just broken up with her fiancé. Life seems to be only getting worse, but then she meets a mysterious stranger with a list of places his recently deceased mother told him to visit. Charmed by his good looks and sexy accent, Felicity agrees to join the stranger on his journey… But what will happen when he reveals the real reason he’s there?

Age Rating: 18+

Original Author: Lily Rose Stories


Back to Monday morning and I can’t help but take a deep breath as I pull open the door and take in the beautiful scent that hits my senses. I literally float to the counter and place my order to the barista.

“Morning, can I have a large cappuccino with an extra shot of caffeine?”

Gaby smiles at me before making the much-needed caffeine hit I need before heading into the office. I’m standing at the side waiting for my coffee, quickly checking my work emails, when I see someone out of my peripheral vision.

I look up and right away I notice a fantastic-looking guy. I hear him ask Gaby for his coffee and it makes me bite my lip.

Oh God, an American accent.

I try to contain the heat I feel travelling up my body. I don’t even realise I am still staring until he smiles at me.

Oh, shit, act normal.

Just then Gaby shouts my order, breaking the spell he clearly placed me in.

“Large Cappuccino for Flic.”

I quickly grab my coffee and smile. “Thanks very much, Gaby.”

Trying to ignore Mr. Tall, Dark and American as I take my coffee, I head towards the door. I get out of the shop and finally breathe.

I am about to turn towards the office when some guy knocks into me; he doesn’t even stop. I look down and find my coffee is half over me and half over the ground.

“Oh fuck off,” I angrily say out loud. I try to tidy myself with tissues I found in my bag when I hear that voice.

“Large cappuccino for Flic?” I turn around, pretty sure I am the colour of a tomato, to find Mr. Tall, Dark and American give me the biggest smile I have ever seen.

“Hope you don’t mind. I saw your coffee accident and felt bad,” he offers.

I clear my throat. “Thank you so much, you didn’t have to do that.”

“Well, there may be a motive?” he says.

I look at him and can’t help but think what he could need from me.

“Ok hit me with it?”

He leans in and I can just smell his aftershave. It almost makes me let out a sigh. It’s been too long in that area.

“Can you tell me how to get to city hall?”

I instantly feel my body deflate. Of course he isn’t interested in me. I straighten up and give him his answer.

“Yeah, of course, go down that street and take a left that will bring you onto Donegall Place and she sits right in front of you. You have timed it well as the Christmas Market is on and they do incredible food and drink.”

I watch as he looks in the direction I gave him. “Any tips?”

“Yeah, if you’re looking to get a drink, go early before all the city workers clock out!” I smile at him.

“Thank you Flic.” His gaze lingers on me a little longer than I expect.

“You’re very welcome.”

I am stunned when I hear his voice again as he puts his hand out. “Noah.”

I feel butterflies in my tummy as our fingers connect, I feel something I haven’t felt in a long time, electricity courses through me.

“I’m really sorry but I’m going to be late for work, thank you for the replacement coffee.”

Noah finally lets my hand go and I instantly miss his touch.

“Have a nice day, Flic.” I give him a smile and walk off, disappointed that I didn’t offer him my number. I make my way down to the office where I find my best friend waiting.

“What time do you call this?” Jules taps her foot on the floor and I hold up my hand.

“Please don’t start, some asshole knocked into me and my coffee went everywhere.”

Jules points to my hand. “Then how are you holding a coffee?”

“Alright detective Jules, it’s called a replacement!”

Jules gives me a smirk and points at my cup. “Yeah, with a name and number on the cup.”

I instantly feel my heart rate spike. “Wait… what?” Jules raises her eyebrow at me.

“So who’s Noah?” My friend’s interest was clearly invested.

How did I miss the guy’s information? I look up to find Jules still watching me, waiting for my answer.

“He is a guy that saw me drop my coffee and asked me for directions.”

Jules shakes her head. “And?”

I shake my head. “and… he is American and very good looking!”

Jules jumps up and down and claps like a fucking seal. “Are you going to call or text him?”

I shrug and feel myself blush. “I don’t know?”

Jules nudges my arm. “Well, I for one think you should, come on we are a little late and I need to hear everything.”

I get into my office and stare at the coffee cup. Maybe I should text just to thank him again for the coffee, or maybe I should just leave it altogether. I decide to leave it be and throw the cup in the bin. Was I crazy… Yes, but I am not ready.

I broke up with my fiance a few months ago; we grew apart and I couldn’t go through with the wedding.

I just couldn’t bring myself to marry Rich, we were together since I was sixteen; I fell out of love with him and it wasn’t what I wanted.

We weren’t the same anymore; holding onto the people we used to be; struggling to accept we wanted different things. It would have ended somewhere down the line.

When I get married, I want it to be forever.

I completely lose track of time before I know it is clocking out time and everyone is getting ready to leave. Jules pops her head around my door. “Ok, how about a wee drink at the Christmas market, we haven’t had one yet.”

I smile up at her, collecting my things. “Sure, why not? One or two won’t hurt.”

We walk towards the market. The city is bustling with people; I love this city, it’s home, and it amazes me each day. We arrive at the beer tent and find a table to sit at.

Jules hasn’t let up about Mr. Tall, Dark and American when I finally break it to Jules that I didn’t text Noah.

The look on her face says it all, she’s disappointed in me and this conversation isn’t over.

“Ok, what’s your poison,” I ask.

Jules looks up from the menu. “Just a glass of white please and an explanation to why you didn’t text Mr. Tall, Dark and American?”

I nod and smile at her. “Ok, large white and an explanation coming right up.”

I make my way up to the bar, wavering around the crowd trying to find a clear spot. I’m about to order my drink when I hear an American accent beside me.

“You weren’t lying about getting here early.” Noah smiles.

“I warned you, this is actually quiet tonight.” I look around to find him staring at me. “So you didn’t get lost then?” I smirk.

Noah takes a sip of his drink,. “No, your directions were spot on.”

I let out a little laugh, “I hear you’re picking up the lingo already. Thank you for earlier, I was going to message you but, yeah, I kinda chicken shitted out.”

Noah rubs his chin. “I will not lie I was disappointed but look here you are.”

I give him a brief smile before turning back to the bar. “Hi Johnny, can I have 2 large whites…and… Would you like a drink?” I ask Noah.

“That’s really nice of you, a pint of Guinness.”

I turn back around to Johnny. “And a pint of Guinness, please.”

I turn around to find Noah studying me. “So what brings you here tonight, bad day at the office?”

I give a little laugh. “I’m actually here with my friend Jules. She’s very much a bad influence, drinking on a school night and all that.” I watch as Noah grabs the back of his neck.

“Well, I’m glad I bumped into you. You may have not messaged me, but it’s so nice to see you again.”

I do not know where my new found confidence has sprung from but the words tumble out of my mouth. “Would you like to join us?” Noah gently touches my hand.

“Are you sure Jules won’t mind?” I smile and gently squeeze his hand. “No, not at all.”

We grab our drinks and make our way back to the table. Jules watched me with curiosity. I give her a megawatt smile, knowing this is going to blow her little mind. “Jules this is Noah, Noah this is Jules.”

She practically jumps from her seat. “SHUT UP! Are you the coffee boy?”

Noah lets out a deep laugh, “Yeah, that would be me.”

Jules smacks my arm. “Jeez, Flic, look at him. I should have stolen your phone to text him for you.”

I feel my face turn bright red. “Jules, really? I don’t normally text random men I meet.”

I quickly turn around, giving Noah an apologetic look, “No offense.”

He smiles at me and gently takes my hand, calming me instantly. “None taken.”

I look at him and I can’t work him out. He seems sincere, but why would a guy who looks like him give someone like me the time of day? I try to push my insecurities to the side and enjoy myself. We keep drinking and chatting before Jules lets us know she’s leaving.

“Right guys that’s my work night limit, I’m going to head home, Flic I will see you tomorrow bright and early!”

She leans in and gives me a hug goodbye before whispering into my ear. “Don’t you dare pass him up, he is hot and funny.” Jules straightens back up, turning her attention to Noah.

“It was lovely to meet you Noah, hope to see you again!”

Noah looks at me, “So how about one more?”

I smile at him and give him a nod, not trusting my voice to not give away how excited I was that he wanted to spend more time with me. We sit for ages just chatting, I just can’t stop looking at him. He gives me tingles.

“So what brings you here?” I ask him.

“Well, you said it was a good place.”

I shake my head. “No, I meant here in Northern Ireland, it’s not exactly a dream destination. It rains most of the time, it’s cold and grey.”

Noah rubs his chin. “Well, it’s a long story?”

“I have time” I quickly sip my drink, embarrassed that I sounded too eager. Noah looks at me, sensing my embarrassment before telling me why he is here.

“I lost my dad when I was really young, my mum raised me by herself, she was originally from here and well when she passed away earlier this year she told me I had to come here, visit some places. So here I am!”

“I am so sorry for your loss,” I take his hand.

“It’s ok being here. I don’t understand why she never came back when my dad passed away?”

“Maybe she didn’t want to uproot your life,” I say.

Noah’s gaze lingers on me. “Yeah, maybe, so here I am with a list of places to visit and I have two weeks to do it. I only arrived last night and I do not know where to start?”

I smile at him. “Ok, well first our wee country is tiny. You could see it all in that time and have some spare time. So where is she sending you?” I enquire.

He reaches into his pocket and lifts out a piece of paper with all the places she specifically said he had to go to.

Belfast Castle City Hall, Newcastle (Portaferry-Strangford route) Dunluce Castle, Barry’s Amusements, Whiterocks Beach, Ballintoy Harbour, Botanic Gardens, Giant’s Causeway, Carrick a rede, Mount Stewart.

I look over the places in the letter, these are all places I grew up with. When I turn around, I realise just how close I am to him; I turn my head, not able to take my eyes off him.

Noah leans over and I’m so sure he is going to kiss me. I pull back when I hear a voice I don’t recognise.

“Excuse me, is this seat taken?” I smile at the guy and let him take it.

“No, go on ahead, take it.”

I see the disappointment in Noah’s face. The moment has passed and deep down I’m gutted I didn’t get to find out how his lips tasted and felt.

The moment is gone, I get back to our earlier conversation.

“Well, you’re going to need a car for your travels, have you rented one?”

He shakes his head, “No, I haven’t rented.”

I hand him back his list.

“Good luck with that one, some of these are quite remote, your mum must have loved the Antrim and North Coast. The majority of your list is that direction, nothing from the west at all. I have an idea and it’s going to sound mental considering we barely know each other.”

Noah looks at me, “Ok go!”

“I have a car, I know where all these places are, how about I help you on your quest and I can be your own little personal tour guide?” I excitedly offer.

“I couldn’t ask you to do that,” Noah declares.

I smile. “You didn’t, I offered, plus as luck would have it, I actually booked time off work. My plan was to get some Christmas shopping done. Relax and live on my sofa, but this could be fun. I live here so some of these places I haven’t even seen in years.”

Noah arches his eyebrow at me. “You’re serious? You really want to help me?” I simply nod my head at Noah.

“Thank you so much. In that case, Flic will you be my tour guide?”

I finish the rest of my drink and smile. “Noah, it would be my pleasure to help show you all the places your mother wanted you to visit. I might even throw some of my own into the mix.”



I am still a little jetlagged, which is why I’m standing in the first coffee shop I could find. Ordering my coffee, I turn to find a stunning girl who instantly catches my eye.

I catch her looking at me and I can’t help smiling at her.

I watch as the blush creeps up her neck; the barista calls her name and with that, she walks out the door never looking back, I’m busy watching her when a guy bumps into her, causing her to drop her coffee.

She panics, trying to clean herself up. I quickly ask the barista for a large cappuccino and a pen. I get the cup and write my name and number on it.

I make my way outside, and the attraction is palpable between us. We chat for a few minutes and I ask her for directions to city hall.

What she doesn’t know is I already know where it is, but I just want to keep talking to her.

I wait all day hoping to hear from her constantly checking my phone, but she never messages and I can’t help but feel a swell of disappointment. Not to sound arrogant, but it’s never happened before.

Taking Flic’s advice, I go to the Christmas Market. Heading to the first beer tent I find, I head in for a drink. I’m people watching when I see the most beautiful blonde again.

My heart hammers, it’s Flic. I feel like a magnet to her because she has a pull I can’t explain.

I watch as she gets to the bar and I don’t want to miss this opportunity. I walk up to her and gain her attention.

She is the most beautiful woman I have seen, and what makes her different from the rest is that she doesn’t even know it. She invites me to sit with her and her friend.

I can’t say no, I need more time with her, after a while, it’s just me and Flic left. She asks me why I’m here and I tell her why, but I hold back a huge part of the truth.

This girl is something else she offers to be my tour guide for my time here. She’s friendly, funny and likes me with no hidden agenda.

I swear I feel my mum is looking down on me, pulling some strings here.

I have had a wild few years, some in which I can say my mum wasn’t particularly impressed with.

She really wasn’t pleased with the women I was surrounded by, she wanted me to come here for soul searching or something. When the funeral was over and the will reading was done, it shocked me.

My mum’s will had come with two strict stipulations. Once I did as she wanted, I would become New York’s hottest bachelor with billions in the bank.

There was one doable condition and a second I was not happy with. I had to come here, visit the places on the list and find myself.

I was an asshole, highly arrogant and a twat as she called me in the letter. It wasn’t a lie, but hearing it from my mother, well, I wasn’t exactly proud.

The second when the lawyer told me I thought what a joke! I took the letter and read and reread it, letting the words sink in.

To my darling son, I love you; you are my flesh and blood, but you have lost yourself caught up with elite socialites and loose women.

This is not the future I had in mind for you, you have become arrogant, selfish and a bit of a twat. So I hope you do as I ask.

If you don’t do as I ask, you will give up your right to your inheritance.

I wish for you to travel to where I was born and travel around to certain areas that I grew up in my childhood; the people are friendly and will welcome you with open arms and hearts.

I hope this trip will allow you time for some soul searching and change the error of your ways.

My second and most important condition is that from this letter reading, you have exactly one year to marry someone you are truly in love with.

There will be no prenup allowed in place and no divorce allowed for a minimum of ten years. I hope you take this seriously; you need to grow up.

So choose with your heart, not your head. I failed you as a mother and let you get away with your playboy ways. I am now asking please make me proud and start doing the right thing.

Your womanising, extravagant spending and arrogant ways need to stop. You have heard my wishes, now please don’t disappoint me.

I love you always Noah

I watched as my mother’s lawyers took in my reaction, waiting for an impending blow-up. I struggled as the lawyers talked me through the terms of the will.

While I sat dumbfounded, questioning everything.

She couldn’t do this to me.

Why would she want this for me?


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Chapter 2


Sitting on the bench, I can’t stop my foot from tapping and the butterflies swirling in my tummy, I never expected for him to agree to this but after that night in the beer tent we swapped numbers and after a few friendly texts messages, today is finally the day.

I get to see Mr. Tall Dark and Handsome again.

I bite my lip as I watch him cross the road and when he finally catches my eye, my heart kicks up a notch as he smiles walking towards me.

I popped into the coffee shop so I have an extra coffee in my hand waiting for him.

“Good morning.”

Noah leans in and kisses my cheek, and my body tingles all over.

“Good morning, is that for me?” he nods his head at me.

“No, I just like to have a backup coffee, you never know when somebody might knock it out of my hand.” I smile, trying to hold back the laugh, but as I look at him and the serious look, I can’t hold it back any longer.

“Your face… of course it’s for you.” I watch as he nervously rubs the back of his neck.

“My God, you nearly had me there,” he sighs.

“Yeah, so the car is over there. Are you ready? If you don’t mind, I thought we would start with your mum’s list here and I would throw some of my places into the mix,” I smile up at him.

Noah simply nods. “Sounds amazing, lead the way.”

We walk over to my car and get in; we drive down to Mount Stewart, a place on his mum’s list. The car ride is mainly in silence, with just the music in the background.

It doesn’t feel awkward, just two people taking in the scenery.

“Have to admit the drive here is nice” I turn around to find Noah smiling at me.

“If you think Strangford Lough is nice, wait for the Antrim Coast drive,” I smile back.

I park my car and show Noah around the gardens; I have always loved it here so peaceful.

“This place is amazing. It’s just like the pictures my mum showed me when she was a little girl.” I listen as Noah’s affection for this place comes out.

“Yeah it’s stunning there are large lakes further up the property thankfully it’s dry it can get pretty muddy.” I wrap myself in my coat as the air has a chill to it. I am taken aback when Noah gently takes my hand.

“Thank you so much for doing this.”

I tuck a loose strand of hair behind my ear, busying my free hand. “I have only just started, you can thank me at the end.”

Noah stands overlooking the lake.

“You ok?” I ask him.

“Yeah, just feel like I should have done this with my mum when she was alive.” I hear the regret in his voice.

“Well, technically she will always be with you.” I try to make him feel less guilty for whatever has him filled with regret. Noah looks at me, giving me a slight smile.

“Sorry too much?” I ask.

His words leave me speechless, “Not enough.”

We walk for a while longer in complete silence until we are back at the car park heading to the car. I drive to the next destination, the tension from earlier slowly thawing away.

Noah asks me more about myself and I can’t help but really enjoy his company. I watch as Noah’s eyes light up with panic.

“We are not going on that … are we!!” he practically shouts at me.

“Well, yes, we have to for the next part of the journey plus your mum on the letter did state Portaferry – Strangford this is what she meant. Don’t panic, it’s quick.”

We wait in the queue and I drive my car on. Noah looks at me.

“You’re a New Yorker, you have your ferry, what's the difference?”

Noah grips the door. “Our ferry is huge, this is tiny.”

“Bigger isn’t always better!” I try to claim and I watch as Noah gives me a sly grin.

“Get your mind out of the gutter,” I laugh.

We get out of the car and I make my way up the deck. Noah eventually follows me.

“It’s bloody cold!” Noah shivers.

“Least it’s dry,” I pointed at the sky. “This is as good as it gets weather-wise this time of year.” Noah laughs he didn’t bring any gloves, and he is trying to warm his hands up. I can’t help myself. I take his hand and try to warm them up.

“I have a secret to tell you?”

Noah looks concerned, “Ok this sounds serious!”

“I have a spare pair,” I reach into my pocket and pull out my extra pair of gloves.

“And you’re only telling me this now? Give them here cheeky!” he cries out.

I hold the gloves behind my back. “You sure? Don’t think they are your colour.”

“You couldn’t have less girly ones … really?” he smirks at me.

“Well, you can just let your digits freeze.” I put them away.

Noah grabs my hand and gazes into my eyes. “No!… Please, I need my digits. I am quite good with them.”

I can barely get my words out, and I’m pretty sure my mouth is catching flies. “Uh-huh…”

Noah leans in closer. “Now whose mind is in the gutter?”

I clear my throat, “I practically live there.”

The ferry finally comes to a stop and I drive off to our next location trying to calm myself down. I try to keep all conversation topics clean.

“Wow, look at that.”

I tilt my head to get a better look. “Yeah, it never gets old. On a really cloudless day I can see the Mourne Mountains where I live.”

We drive into Newcastle, and I take Noah to my favourite ice cream parlour.

“It’s December and you’re taking me for ice cream?”

I shrug my shoulders. “It’s always cold here, you learn to adapt. So you want a poke or not?”

Noah’s face goes blank. “What’s a poke?”

“An ice cream cone,” I explained.

“Of course, how silly… of course please,” he laughs.

I ordered two vanilla ice creams with butterscotch syrup. Noah is watching me intently as I lick around the ice cream. He coughs and I can’t help smiling up at him.

“Ok, you need to stop that.” He points in my direction.

“I do not know what you’re talking about.” I give him a little cheeky wink.

When we finish with our cones, I take him to the amusement arcade.

“How old are you?” Noah shakes his head.

“You’re never too old for the dodgems, so show me your tokens,” I raced off.

As we both pick our cars, we wait for the music to start. We both hit the accelerator and make it our mission to smash each other into the corners. I can’t help but laugh.

I’m giggling so hard that tears are streaming down my face. As the dodgems come to a stop Noah comes across to take my hand, every touch I feel a connection as I look at Noah I know he feels it too.

“How about some decent pub grub?” Noah looks disappointed at the space I have put between us, but quickly masks it with a smile.

“Lead the way, tour lady.”

We reach the door of my favourite pub and I lead him in. The smell of peat on the open fire fills the bar. I turn around and Noah is in awe of the old-style pub. I grab a table closest to the fire.

It’s crackling and I look over the menu.

“So what do you suggest?” Noah asks.

“You’re going to want either the battered fish or the Guinness and steak pie, both with chunky chips,” I suggest.

“I don’t know how to pick,” Noah looks up from the menu.

“How about we order both and split it, best of both worlds?”

Noah sets the menu down and smiles at me. “You are so smart, yes, please.”

We place the order, and while waiting for the food, I watch Noah.

“So am I a decent tour guide?”

Noah takes a sip of his Guinness. “I have to say so far. Day one and you’re surpassing my expectations.”

“I don’t know how you were planning on doing the list without a car?” I ask.

“I was just going to get my driver to take me.” I watched as his face dropped like he shouldn’t have said that, but quickly explained himself further.

“I meant you know a taxi or something?”

“That would have been expensive, Noah.”

I watch as he shrugs off my comment. “Em, yeah maybe.”

I sit back trying to work out what’s going on all day. I have found him cagey about certain things. I want to ask more but feel I’m overstepping if I do.

As I am about to ask him, the server brings over the food.

“You weren’t kidding, this is some food,” Noah smiles.

“Yeah, you might want to undo your belt,” My face goes bright red realising my mistake.

Noah cocks an eyebrow in my direction.

“Flic, you are very forward.”

My face glows even brighter.

“Fuck,” I whisper. “I didn’t mean that I just meant its belly-busting food. You’re going to need more room in your jeans.”

Noah laughs at me. He leans over and grabs my chin gently to pull me up to look him in the face.

“Don’t be shy. I happen to like your, what is it they say… Banter?”

“Or flanter, if you’re flirting,” I blurt out.

“Well, I would love to flanter with you.”

I blush yet again, how does he do that?

It's getting late as we walk to the car, at some point Noah takes my hand in his. Pink gloves included, I couldn’t help but laugh at him. As we walk over to my car Noah pushes me up against the door, he is so close I can feel his chest rise and fall with mine, I can smell his aftershave.

I can’t help it. I move my hand to his cheek and smile. The moment is immediately halted by the sound of a phone call. Noah gently presses his forehead to mine before pulling away.

“I’m sorry.”

I shrug off the disappointment.

“It’s ok you should get that.”

Frustrated, I watch Noah take the call.


“Alright Noah, how’s it going?”

“It’s going well. I’m kinda busy!”

I hear a man laugh. “Oh, man, you found pussy already?”

I feel angry when Noah steps further away, hoping I don’t hear this conversation.

“Fuck, really? Look, I will call you back later.” I listen to Noah explain to his friend. I step closer, needing to know what type of guy Noah really is.

“Yeah, sure you will, don’t let me stop you, get back to what you do best—fucking the hotties.”

Hearing what the guy says on the phone, I am personally not overly happy about that comment! I get into my car and close the door, waiting for Noah to get in.

I hear the door open and Noah gets in, looking sheepish.

“I’m so sorry about that. I’m guessing you heard that?”

Having my guard up, I snap. “Yeah, I did.”

“This is going to sound terrible but oh fuck…” I don’t let Noah finish. Deciding to finish for him.

“Let me guess with the words I heard, I’m going to take a stab and say you’re a man whore.”

Noah laughs my comment off.

“Well, I like the ladies and they like me,” I watch as he smirks at me expecting that to have impressed me.

“Yeah, well for what it’s worth, I am not that type of girl. This pussy won’t be purring for you, this is me doing you a favour, nothing more!”

I start the drive home and fuck it’s a long and quiet hour. The closer I get to drop him off, Noah finally speaks up.

“Look, I’m sorry about my friend he can be brash and well I’m not exactly a saint when it comes to my sex life. That’s part of the reason I’m here.”

I look at him and shake my head. “I don’t understand what you mean half the time? You told me why you’re here, but there is so much more to what you’re not telling me. Look, it’s none of my business. Let’s just leave things as they are ok.”

“You don’t have to do this with me, I can manage myself.” he snaps.

“Look, I offered to help, but if you don’t want it, that’s fine.”

Noah looks at me, and I can see a hint of sadness in his eyes.

“Please help me with this Flic, I had a really enjoyable time today and I really enjoy your company.”

Nodding my head I agree. “Ok, then same time and place tomorrow?”

I drop him back off at the train station and make the journey back home. I'm feeling a little uneasy about Noah hiding something but I don’t feel right going back on my word about helping him.



I’m at the Culloden hotel waiting for my driver to collect me so he can drive me to the train station.

I haven’t told Flic about any of this; I want her to get to know me for me, not because of who I am in New York.

Once I get to the train station, I’m able to walk out the front door as I arrive there on the train. She’s waiting there for me with a big smile and coffee.

This girl makes me feel things, yeah my dick stirs, but it’s more, my heart beats a little harder, my palm sweats a little more, she’s special.

As promised, she takes me to Mount Stewart, Portaferry, Strangford and Newcastle for our first day. This beautiful country still confuses me why my mum left it behind for New York.

Don’t get me wrong, New York is my home, but this place has a unique beauty about it! I love spending my time with Flic. She is so easy to be around and the chemistry is there for us both.

We also have this thing called Flanter. She taught me that word today. Walking to the car, I just act on my urge of wanting to kiss her as we reach her car.

I push her up against the car door; I gaze into her baby blue eyes; she grabs my face. She wants this too. I’m about to reach for her lips when my fucking phone goes off.

I make the mistake of answering to Brandon on the other side and Flic hears the conversation, and she gets into the car.

How is it possible to get cock blocked via a call? I get into the car and it’s frosty and not because it’s cold outside. We sit in silence for a long time before I break the silence.

Without hesitation, she puts me in my place. I’m panicking that she won’t want to spend the time with me now.

To my surprise, she tells me she will still do this with me and the relief that washes over me is scary. I didn’t realise how much I didn’t want to lose her.

She drops me back at the train station as I requested.

I wave her goodbye and watch her drive off. A couple of minutes later my driver pulls up and I get into my car. Heading back to the hotel, I can’t stop thinking of her.

I know the lies are going to blow up in my face, the truth always comes out. But I like this person I am around her. I promise to tell her soon.

Just not yet.


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The Secrets of Sin

After Marcella Sinclair’s mother dies, she can’t help feeling like a burden to her eighteen-year-old brother. So when she gets an offer to make a pile of cash as a stripper, she does it. No one can know…especially not her brother, who is hell-bent on keeping her pure and innocent for the rest of her life.

Age Rating: 18+

Dreaming of You

Summer has a problem: not one but two incredibly hot hunks are vying for her attention and affection. There’s Tyler, the sexy playboy who lives next door to her BFF, and Liam, the sweet and gorgeous mechanic who can’t keep his hands off her. Both are out-of-this-world catches, but which one will steal her heart—and more importantly, which one will stand by her when her dark past catches up with her?

Age Rating: 18+ (Content Warning: Assault, Rape, Sexual Assault)

In Need of Rescue

Jarrod’s life had never been easy, but that’s what you get for being a doctor in a warzone. After a deadly attack on his hospital leaves multiple members of his team dead, he’s sent back home, much to the surprise and joy of his young daughter. Now that he’s back, he has to remember what it’s like to live a normal life… and that involves interacting with his daughter’s very attractive teacher.

Age Rating: 18+

Seroje: The Seeing Eye

Seroje is a high-functioning autistic with a photographic memory. She has found a niche in mainstream society, hired as an investigator by OSLO. When quiet billionaire Craig Manor asks her out to dinner, she agrees, thinking to please her employers. When Craig becomes her next assignment after a failed attempt on his life, she even begins to enjoy his company. But why is she being followed? Why does she feel everyone is after her—including OSLO and Craig, the one man she thought she could trust?

Age Rating: 18+

Match Made

When a young successful woman is ready to get married and have a baby, all she needs is the perfect man to take his place at the altar.

When a handsome, wealthy man is being pressured by his father to produce a legitimate heir there isn’t anything he can do besides find a suitable lady with the right genes and upbringing to marry as soon as possible.

Age Rating: 18+

Aşk Skandalı

Saat 18:15. Ben Price Industries ofisinin cilalı mermer zemininde asansöre doğru ilerlerken insanlar da ofisi yavaşça boşaltıyor. Mesai çoktan bitmiş, insanlar evlerine doğru yola koyulmaya başlamıştı.

Gerginim ama röportaj yüzünden değil, zira şimdilik her şey yolunda gidiyor.

Hayır, kesinlikle röportaj yüzünden değil. Gerginliğim asansöre binmem gerektiğinden.


When a team of paranormal investigators set out to research the McAllister Estate, they expected to find a ghost or two and maybe to find out if this new, young medium is the real deal. Instead they find themselves trapped with the ghostly imprints of unimaginable evil, and now it’s after them. Will their combined years of experience be enough to save them, or are they doomed to be the newest inhabitants of the Estate?

Age Rating: 18+ (Content Warning: Extreme violence/gore, Rape, Torture, Violent death)