Romans & histoires Abby Anderson X Reader

Amanda was still shouting. Abby simply could not accept the reality in front of her. Is it in LA? In the blink of an eye, she suddenly remembered something. He had gone to LA to see a doctor! LA, it's LA again! Abby's hand clenched tightly, how did that bitch not die in LA! When she was in LA, she already felt that she and the other person were not compatible! I didn't expect that she actually hooked up with her favorite man in LA! She was absolutely damn!

The door of Abigail's room was not fully closed, so he walked in straight after pushing it. The assistant walked over to Abigail and handed her the folder. Without holding back any details, he reported to her, "Mr. Anderson has not moved much. However, he has spent quite some time with the physician next door. They seem to stick together, whether it is day or night. Not long ago, Mr. Anderson hung out with the physician and her kids. Not only did they dine in a seaside restaurant, but they also watched fireworks. These are the pictures taken by our private investigator. Abigail frowned, her face darkened. She took out the pictures from an envelope and squinted at every single of them, examin

It's Anderson - no, Ander. I get up ready to leave, but he grabs my shoulders, positioning me in place. I try my very best not to focus on the fact that his hands are on me. Anything but that. Like the birds in the sky, or the trees or Archie's abs. My face reddens even deeper. “I'm reading. I have an assignment I'm doing research on so I ca-"

It's tempting to piss her off every time we meet, but since I plan to keep my balls for a long time — I kept the teasing to the minimum. Second one. Ahbaya likes to read Gay porn. Yes, that’s right. She loves the shit to the bone. And the thing is… I’m fine with that, all of us have weird fetishes and stuff. Heck, I’ve experienced a lot of customers with weird fetishes — but hers is now at the top of my list. Long story short, she asked me what anal sex felt like. And when I answered no, she said, ‘wanna give it a try?’ And no, it’s not her ass. Yes, It’s mine.

I still had time to kill before the time I had agreed to meet him, so I dive into the book I had been reading the other day, and even with the thought that I was alone and there was nobody to peek over my shoulder and see what dirty things I was reading, my cheeks flamed. Those kinds of things that were explicitly described in the book and more had been done to me by Abed. Nobody else would do such a thing, I could not even imagine doing any of that with Connor. Bolting upright as the thought hit me, was there really no other person in the world who could do them? I was certain those things were fictional, until I met Abed, I was sure other people were out there, of course.

I nod and try to listen to what she is saying, but my growing excitement blocks my mind. I force myself to join back the conversation and we fall into comfortable talk about everything. We talk about hobbies and free time, about childhood's dreams and work. And to my surprise, I discovered that Abigail loves to read erotic romances. Never in a million guesses would I expect her to like such books. She argues with me about how they're not cringe and I fight back the urge to laugh in her face. "How are these books not cringe? A fucked up millionaire falls for his assistant. He was a major ass before her, but she somehow manages to change him. They have kids and live happily ever after."

Theodore shook his head, not even answering as he devoured her lips again, knowing that he’d have this moment today, tomorrow and forever. Yep. Definitely paradise. The END. . . . That's a wrap guys! Yep, it's finally over and yet again I wanna cry and I can't explain the journey but I'll miss Abigail and Theodore so much (mostly Theodore). Thank you sooooooo much and I hope you enjoyed this book as much as I did <3 Thank you, and I hope to see you again soon! So, until next time! -Anna

she exclaimed, throwing her hands in the air. "You left your Wattpad account open!" Maria shrugged. One time, Maria asked Aubrey if she could use her laptop since hers was broken. Aubrey totally forgot that she was reading a Jordan Hill fanfiction and Maria ended up seeing Aubrey's secret Wattpad account. Ever since that happened, Maria always teased her about her strong admiration for Jordan. "Does he even know?" Maria smirked. Aubrey's eyes went wide when Maria said that and she quickly shook her head. "Don't you dare think about it!" Aubrey said through gritted teeth. "Are you my best friend or my ultimate torturer?" She groaned digging her head in her hands.

he said, causing her to lift her eyes to him, “I am not here to judge you. You’ve seen my work, you’ve seen the darkness in the games I design. If anyone would understand, it would be me.” She nodded slowly. “A.A. Abernathy,” she said, finally. “I write under A.A. Abernathy.” He felt his eyes widen and a smile broke across his face. She looked at him uncertainly, bracing herself against what he might say. He wanted to meet whoever the bastard was that had made her feel so insecure about herself. Well, more accurately, he wanted him to meet his fist. “Well,” he said, “you know that I love A.A. Abernathy. I believe we had a discussion about that author when we first met.”

It was hot and filled with desire. “Shall we continue our excitement?” Vlora did not answer immediately; instead, her hand slipped into Andreas' casual pants. Their fingers touched and Andreas immediately held his breath. “I demand my dessert, Reas.” *