PrettyLittleMint: переводы

→The moment felt so passionate, that she almost feared she was dreaming. Chris seemed to be out of it, his mind in a state of worry and sadness, which really surprised her. She had never seen him out any sorts of feelings apart from being this horny, sex-driven teenager who had every girl swooning over him. But he proved her wrong.

→ She was used to him being slightly rough with her, so they would both get out of the heated situation what they needed. But now he radiated a very different vibe. She realised she was one of the few people to ever see the ‘famous fuckboy’ so intimate. His nose softly touched the side of her face, while their limbs were tangled together.

→That is how they managed to get snuggled up together on her couch, her head resting against his warm body. Lying there they tried to comfort each other, without having to lock their lips together. Silence can say a thousand words. She had never really understood the meaning of the saying until now. Chris had his arm wrapped around her and pulled her close. It was strange, because he had never shown affection in such a soft way towards her.

→Chris couldn’t help but grin while reading the text. “You look happy?” Eva stated when she handed him a warm cup. He let her read the text William had sent, and she giggled softly. “They are really some sort of couple. And you know Schistad, she will kick your ass.” She retook her place next to Chris on the couch and he embraced her.


“So, you like me huh?"

→The room was completely dark, except for the small light on the table next to the couch they were lying in, lighting their faces with a warm glow.

→Watching him through her lashes, she had softly taken his hands in hers and had guided him inside her living room trying to calm him down with the slight contact of her warm skin on his ice-cold fingers. Her gesture had earned her a grateful smile from Chris. She couldn’t help but think, that he might have stood there longer then she imagined.

→He had watched her intensely, and she had answered by smiling and letting him enter her house. “Thank you.” He had murmured, while standing awkwardly in her hallway and anxiously fumbling with his fingers. He had already removed his shoes and placed them next to hers by the door.

→Her first instinct was to let him stand there and tell him she wasn’t interested in another meaningless hook-up. But she decided against it when he finally looked her in the eyes. She was set back at how he looked like he didn’t know what to do, missing his usual sparkle and lust. It made her feel on edge, because Chris contradicted everything she know about him at that moment. She missed his dark, lustful eyes and sexy smirk. His husky voice driving her crazy.

→Most of the time they spent their time together drunk and with their lips locked together, tongues fighting for an inner dominance because they both felt like they needed to have the upper hand. Their hands exploring each other bodies, caressing body parts that are most likely bare. Every time they ended up at a secluded room in the house because their lust guided them there. Unable to wait any longer to satisfy each other needs. Bodies were pressed against each other, passionate moans slipping through their lips while they tried to grasp on to each other for any sort of support.

→Her head was resting against his warm torso, his arms casually wrapped around her fragile body holding her comfortably close. Eva was enjoying this calm moment between the two of them, but she wasn’t used to this side of Chris.

→It was pitch dark, and close to midnight when the doorbell rang. Eva was surprised when she found Chris waiting on her doorstep. She almost sent him away with a scold. Until he looked at her with a broken look.

Missing scene where Chris and Eva bond.

→‘Hope you are doing okay friend. Don’t miss me too much. I’ll Skype you when I have time, but for now enjoy Eva’s company. Before you even think about asking me how I knew that, remember that I have been your friend for years. And I will be for even more years. You can’t hide anything from me. I know you like her. Hug from me, and also from Noora. She says she will come back to Norway to kick your ass, if you even think about hurting Eva.’

→“Heey,” she began and cupped his face with her small hands, forcing him to look at her when she talked, “I know you miss him. I miss her too. But we still have each other. I might not know you as well as William did, but that will come with time.