บททั้งหมดของ Roxanne: City Glam: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

"Teq, Teq, Teq!" Maureen chanted as she pulled the bricks off of Tequila, tears already gathered in her eyes as she tried to free the lady who lay still under the cement.   "No, no, no, no, no. Teq get up, please be okay." The rest tried to get Teq out while Maureen was already quite hysterical.   "Calm down." Maeve mumbled to her twin.   "You don't get it." She said as they pulled Teq up.   "Tequila." Maureen whispered her name, hoping she'd throw her eyes open.   "Guys we have to get out of here, another's going to go off in minute." Bryan informed them and they scurried to the nearest exit.   Ja

"Damn." Sal mumbled under his breath as the nine men dressed in all black approached the van. It was already fixed up and they could drive off any minute.   They all had their guns armed, and fingers on the trigger. All nine of them were masked while the team wasn't. It was Larry.   "Barely?" Maureen was shocked.   "Talk later." He dismissed it and they faced those current enemies.   "Give us the van and everyone goes their separate ways."   "It's funn-" Sal started until a silenced gunshot interrupted him followed by a goan.   "What the?!" He screeched.  

"You finally let her implode. Feel good about yourself?" Maureen gave Maeve a nasty look. "I didn't mean to" she whispered as everyone stared at her, she felt judged. "I'm sorry." She apologized. "Fine, you got what you wanted. " " I'm sorry" " It's okay baby. Bryan held her in his arms as they both walked towards her room. "Come on." He cooed at her. "Teq?" Maureen called out behind the locked door, fingers crossed for a response. "I need to be alone." Her voice quivered back. "T

"Hey." She tapped him awake as she pulled into the house's garage. "Hey." She tried again and successfully, his eyes darted open. "We're home." She gave him a huge smile. "Home?" "Yeah sure. Come on." She exited the car. "Genius." He had a small smirk on his face as he raised his bound hands. "Oh, my bad." She hurried towards him, getting a small pair of scissors out of her back pocket, she cut him loose. "Thanks." "Sure." She walked forward and he trailed behind.&n

“Good morning baby.” He walked into the room with a whole platter of food.   “Good morning.” She gave a weak smile. It was one of those mornings. Morning sickness was a real pain in the neck.   “Is it better now?” He referred to the sickness.   “Slightly.”   “I didn’t know what you’d like so I made five options.”   “You didn’t have to.” She replied weakly, trying to smile.   “Of course I have to. You need to eat so lil Stormy can also eat.”   “I want some ranch with this.” She pointed at the wings.