Book 1: Chapter 70

We run through a maze of hallways and stairwells until we reach a random door. She pulls a key out of her pocket, unlocks it, and pulls me inside. We're in a small, modern studio suite.

She locks the door behind her and pulls me over to the loveseat.

“Please, sit. Umm, they told me your name is Marco?” Her voice warms me from the inside out, but she doesn’t have a French accent. She is from somewhere else.

Sitting down, I reach my hand out and take hers, I gently tug on it to get her to sit down too. She sits facing me. Her dark, wide set eyes are hypnotyzing. I could drown in those pools of chocolate and be perfectly happy doing so. She is so damn beautiful. ”Uh, yeah, Marco Sanchez. I heard them call you Musu?”

“Yes, I’m Musu Goba.” Her full lips smile shyly. I notice she is wearing lip gloss, making them that much more enticing. I want to feel her lips on mine so badly, but I control myself. My heart is pounding in my chest and Clash is racing around in my head like a maniac.

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