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(TODD’S POV) I sighed sadly. What other confrontation could be used to test my patience and self-control, if not one with Leslie Williams, as nature has shown? Not just Leslie Williams on any ordinary day, but Leslie Williams on the day of a social function. For the Halloween dance, she was wearing a leather black catwoman one-piece and a catlike smile to match. She looked me over and scoffed before rolling her eyes. “Of course you’re not dressed as anything,” she said boredly. “All because you don’t have me in your life anymore!” She placed her hand on her chest as though that were the most heartbreaking thing that could happen. “There’s a perfect Batman suit my dad ordered from New York. Guess what? It’s sitting right in the car,” she said, smiling with her hand outstretched. “I know you can—” “What on earth is really wrong with you?” I asked, taking two challenging steps toward her. She stopped, glancing around as if there were someone else besides us. “I don’t understand…”

(TODD’S POV) “You look so beautiful!” Nana said with excitement as she hugged Rory gently, trying to be careful with her make up. “Thank you, Nana,” Rory answered shyly, her lips quivered and her cheeks were rosy. She was shy. Very shy! And I thought that was outrageous! With the way she looked, she ought to be the most confident person in the world. She was supposed to walk around with her shoulders high, she was supposed to raise her chin in the air and not give two fucks about what anyone else was going to say. Because she looked perfect. Absolutely stunning, absolutely perfect, and she smiled at me like I still meant the world to her. “Don’t drool, Todd! We just cleaned the carpets.” Rosalie’s words of mockery shattered the moment and I turned to see her sniggering at me. Aunt Ryan looked like she was trying not to laugh while Nana and Rory looked displeased. “Rosa!” Rory warned, giving Rosalie the eye. “Don’t be mean, Rosalie,” Nana warned and then she turned to me

(RORY’S POV) Todd looked as if everything I told him had drained him completely. We were parked by the side of the road now, his seat had been pulled back, and his body was slumped backward, while his eyes stared blankly into nothing. After what seemed like an eternity of silence, Todd sighed deeply. “My mum did all that? Came over to your place and said all that to you?” He said, and without waiting for me to reply, he sighed again. “I know how low she can go, but this seems too low even for her! I can’t… I hate that my own mother is doing this.” “It’s okay. It’s really okay,” I said. My arm had been wrapped around him, and now I leaned closer, hoping I was providing at least some comfort. He looked terribly stressed. “And Leslie?” he said in a low tone, then groaned and ran his hands through his hair. “Look at the people who surround me, Rory. I don’t even think you deserve to be anywhere close to me. If you can’t handle this, I totally understand. You don’t deserve this.

(RORY'S POV) The moment the words were out of my lips, Todd marched towards me and started to kiss me as passionately as ever. My heart started racing and my body started trembling as my hand sight to feel every part of his chest that I could. Trying to navigate our movements as well as the fiery desires that had enveloped us , Todd stumbled backwards in to a chair which he used as a let down to help him get seated on it. His hands wrapped around me and lifted me putting me on his laps. I sat properly making sure to keep my lips locked on his. This time, my legs were tucked around his waist. His hand gripped my waist bring me down to sit better on him. I felt his hands moving around my body making me shiver and want more. Todd pulled away from my lips and began to suck on my neck. I gasped and held him tightly. Then I felt it, the bulge I was seated on. Raw excitement coursed through me and hell I don’t know where the confidence came from but my waist started to grind a

(TODD’S POV) Her words sent fire through my veins—"Please Ruin me." Replaying countless times in my head. Damn it! I never knew that Rory’s voice could sound anything other than cute and soft. Now she sounded like sexy! Like fire! And it excited me way more than one could ever imagine. But as much as I craved her, I wanted every moment with her to be perfect. Not just passion, not just heat, but something she'd remember all the time. Something worth her heart. . Something good. Something perfect. The best. I slowed our kiss, pulling back just enough to see her face. The candlelight flickered in her wide, trusting emerald eyes, her lips slightly parted, her breath uneven. My thumb brushed her bottom lip gently. "Hey," I murmured, voice rough and horse with passion. "Look at me." She did, her fingers tightening on my shoulders. "I’m not going to ruin you," I said softly. "But I’ll worship you. Every inch. Until you forget your own name." A shaky exhale escaped