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Amelia's POVShe squeezes my hand "I don't think so. I've never seen him mad at you. And believe me, he's pretty scary when he's mad. You should ask the girls in my class that come on to him when he's not in the mood." Unstrapping her seatbelt, she hugs me tight and I lean into her touch"Don't feel so bad, Mimi. Just find him and apologize. You're good at that. That's why everyone loves you."I snicker and she grins, kissing my cheek before she hops out of the car."Bye, good girl." she says with a knowing smile and the knife in my heart twists at Miguel's nickname for me that has become more or less a term of endearment.Yep, I'm going to do a lot of groveling.**************************I went to the lake.I went to the diner.I tried his phone.I went home.He was nowhere to be found, although Maria the third had said he'd come to the diner briefly before disappearing.My stepdad wasn't at dinner, having left for a two day trip before I got back from my search so it was easy to li
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Chapter 21Amelia's POVSomeone knocks on my bedroom door and I halt the process of toweling my hair dry."Who is it?""It's the Grinch, here to steal Christmas spirit away." Miguel answers and I'm about to retort that it isn't even close to Christmas when I do a double take and look at the tiny towel covering my body. Opening my wardrobe with a squeal, I begin searching for a robe when he knocks again and adds"You do know I can pick locks, don't you, Mia?"Of course he can. Is there any bad thing he can't do?Finding a red woolen robe, I throw it over my body and run to the door, opening it to see him holding a pin in his hand, ready to pick my lock.Ugh."What happened to your manners?"He breezes past me into the room. "Buenos dias, Mia.""And what is good about this morning? It's a school day, I'm not a morning person and you're interrupting me in the middle of my preparation for school, shall I go on?"We take in each other's appearances at the same time.He's wearing a big y
Wanton Chapter 22
Amelia's POVWe spent the day playing. I couldn't remember the last time I'd laughed this much. Miguel didn't want to do anything in town, so I drove into Denver and served as his personal tour guide. We visited an art gallery, the aquarium and climbed to the very top of the biggest church in the vicinity even though Miguel had nearly puked all over my body from fear of standing too close to the edge.We tried different foods and he even tried to teach me how to use the camera. I failed in flying colours. Three times, people stopped us to say how cute we were as a couple. Those three times, neither of us corrected them. A lady holding a camera of her own had even volunteered to help take pictures of us and it had taken persistent begging before I agreed to stand beside Miguel. It was like standing beside Poseidon. Yes, Poseidon because he's the god of earthquakes and Miguel is just that pretty. Some teenage girls who I guessed were skipping school recognized Miguel and asked me to hel
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Amelia's POV"You're going to be a great doctor." I hear him say and my eyes move away from his beautiful mouth to his eyes. "How'd you know that?" I whisper because my voice is weak. Tired. Lost in the depth of his gaze."Because asides that beautiful brain of yours, and your brain is beautiful, you have the biggest heart. And that is the best combination. And that's why you're capable of seeing something in me that isn't my body."Oh, I can see his body just fine, but I can see more. I want more. And it fucking terrifies me. I laugh softly and when he removes his hands from my face reluctantly, I shiver from the loss of his warmth. "This is why I brought that jacket." I tell him and he stands, taking the camera from my hand "I'll go get it for you." He picks up the pile he arranged earlier "And put this in the trunk. To dispose on our way home." And he says there's nothing good about him. I stand up, turning to watch him go and when he comes back, the jacket in his hand, he pau
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Amelia's POVI answer the messages pending from Bianca.BeeMiles: The media is blowing up about it. They think it's his new girlfriend. Others are saying it's a model. His manager posted the pictures too, with the caption 'He's back. Thank you for your love and supportive messages'. I think it's because of his mum's rehab situation and his DUI charge. But whatttttttttttttttttttttttttttt!?! I know it's you. I mean, not from the pictures, but because he told me about y'all skipping school and then this turns up. Am I right? Am I right?Before I finish reading the message, she calls me. "How does it feel to your brother's muse? You're such a lucky bitch."I don't want him to be my brother, B. Can your mum adopt him?"Anything on the gossip blog?" I say instead, my chest tightening even further."Everyone is speculating. But no one has your hair at school. So the census is either it's you or he got someone to wear a wig the exact shade as your hair. Either way, everyone wants to swap pla
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Amelia's POV"Come on, I gat you." Someone opens their arms and helps me down from the table, wrapping an arm around my waist. When I look up to see who it is, Miguel's face appears in my vision. "My hero!" I say and he chuckles, but that doesn't sound like how my lewd king laughs. Did I just call Miguel mine?I close my eyes, open them and the real owner of the face is actually Christian. Hot Christian. Quarterback Christian. My crush Christian. "Hey" I hiccup "Hey, let's get you to the loo"He leads me to the restroom and holds the door open for me to enter. "My hero" I whisper before I enter and I can hear his chuckle even after I close the door. When I'm done, I wash my hands and take a long look at myself in the mirror. I look hot. My eyes are too bright, my lipgloss is gone but I still look hot. This wanton list isn't half bad. "You good?" Christian asks when I come out and I nod "Need some fresh air though" I tell him and he nods, taking my hand in his and leading me
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Miguel's POV"Fuck" I mutter for the hundredth time tonight as I lift Mia's body from the backseat of the car and she snuggles into me, murmuring to herself. I should have used the hair ribbon she gave me to tie our hands together instead of letting her out of my sight. Bianca walks forward and opens the door for me, taking a long look at her best friend snoozing in my arms and trying to hide her amusement. When she looks up and sees my frown, she shrugs "I'll get something from the kitchen to sober her up. And ice for your hand" She gestures to my bleeding knuckles and all I want to do is go back to that house and beat fucking Blake to a pulp. Instead I nod, climbing the stairs and make my way to her room. It's difficult to open the door with good girl in my arms but I manage, letting out a breath when it swings open. Walking in, I use my feet to close the door and lower her gently to the bed, slowly helping her out of her shoes and securing a pillow under her head. I'll just w
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Amelia's POV I knew that list was a bad idea from the moment I set my eyes on it. I knew something bad was going to happen. And now that it has, I can't bring myself to feel guilty about kissing my stepbrother. But the alcohol has worn off and reality has crawled back in. And while I don't regret finally tasting him, I don't plan to acknowledge it. Ever. It's been three days since that party and I've gone back to how I acted around Miguel in the beginning. Only this time, he's not trying to tease me to talk to him. He wants to talk. About the kiss. I can see it in every glance, every stare. Even in my dreams. And all I dream about these days is him. I've touched myself in the shower thinking about him. I've touched myself in my bed thinking about him. My body turns to concrete when he's around. All I can see is him. He looks even more addictive everyday. I swear that he's doing it on purpose. He'd tried to talk to me the next morning about it, wondering if I remembered
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