You swore you wouldn’t do this again, you swore you would stop talking to her, you swore you’d never go over to her place to listen to her stupid rants about how she’d do better, you swore you wouldn’t sleep with her.

And yet.. here you were under none other then Shane fucking McCutcheon.

“See? I told you baby I’d do so so much better this time yeah?” She mumbled against the skin of your neck.