After She She Stopped Loving Him

The shop was tiny, with just one staff member and not a single customer in sight.

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The clerk took the piercing gun from Ian, then immediately avoided looking in their direction, clearly too embarrassed to watch.

Yolanda sat on the stool, forced to crane her neck. Right now, all she could focus on was holding still–her usual fear of needles slipped to the back of her mind.

Ian prepared to pierce her other ear, coaxing gently, “See? Didn’t hurt at all, right?”

When Yolanda stayed silent, Ian squatted down so they were eye–level and asked softly, “Are you upset?”

He quietly pinched her untouched earlobe. “If you keep ignoring me, I might just pierce it wherever I feel like,” Ian teased.

“I’m not mad,” Yolanda blurted out, her heartbeat pounding in her chest from nerves.

Yolanda thought, ‘God, my heart’s about to leap out of my throat.‘

Ian locked eyes with her, his gaze deep and swirling with unspoken emotion. Suddenly, he broke into a smile. “Let me give you a kiss first, then I’ll do this one.”

Yolanda relaxed a bit, though sweat still dotted her nose. “Just… just tell me when you’re about to—”

Before she could finish, the second earring was already in. The pain caught her by surprise, coming a moment late.

“You-!” Yolanda burst out, startled.

Ian set the piercing gun aside, gently cupping her face in his hands. He wiped the sweat from her nose with a tissue, his touch soft and careful.

Yolanda’s scolding died in her throat, leaving her speechless.

She got up to leave in a hurry, but overheard Ian paying the clerk; then, chuckling under his breath, he hurried after her.

Yolanda couldn’t help but feel she’d been tricked. ‘So annoying,‘ she grumbled to herself.

“Ms. Grant,” Ian called out, catching up to her.

He pulled her close, saying, “I’ve got two on this side, one on the other. What kind of earrings do you like on men? I’ll go buy some.”

Yolanda stopped in her tracks. Honestly, she really liked guys with earrings–especially someone as attractive as Ian. There was just something sexy about it.

But she was still a bit annoyed, so she decided to mess with him. “I like guys with tongue piercings. Pretty

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useful, you know.”

a split second. Recovering, he replied in a husky tone,

gave a little cough and hurried onward,

embarrassment.

her heels, his voice trailing after her–seductive and

really want it, I’ll

just messing with you. Don’t actually do it–it’s enough for you to fake it. If someone finds out, it won’t

hair behind her ear, his fingers gentle. “Keep them dry for three days,

“Got it,” Yolanda replied.

room, Charles

anything this new before. She’d been fighting the urge to check them out earlier, but now

of wonder, like she’d just leveled up

bathroom door was pushed open. Charles was standing there in just a shirt, lingering in the doorway as he spotted her new

arms around her from behind, fingers itching to touch, but he slapped his

her head. “So what got you in the mood for new ear holes all

off for years,

why didn’t you get

his chin on top of her

came by to donate supplies once–William couldn’t have been more welcoming, practically rolling out

still haunted her–he’d jab needles into her fingers, warning her not to shed

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all those

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life was falling apart. He just

she couldn’t tell William–if she did

shady interests. She asked Yolanda a lot of questions and checked her for any harm–but never

real phobia of anything sharp. Years later, when she took Charles back to the orphanage, she’d told him about it in a whisper, like

never

before,” Yolanda replied, her tone

her mind, so she stripped down, hopped into the shower to wash off the blah

on her bed and started playing

out of the shower and sank down onto the edge of the bed. Yolanda

She shot up

the screen, then smoothly pulled her into his arms. “So I’m lying here with you,

as her character on the screen fell to its death. She pressed her

heart. He set his hand on the back of her head and

Yolanda dodged him,

test me. You’re gonna make me mad,” Charles murmured, a teasing

on the bed, and squeezed her eyes shut. “I’m exhausted.