Addison Timlin Height Novels & Stories

“I got my license when I was of legal age, although I had mastered driving much earlier.” When his gaze fell on her leg, she wished he would not utter what she was thinking, but he did. "Do your feet even hit the brakes?" he asked wickedly. The look Zavian leveled her way made it clear he found her assertion laughable at best. Emmeline met his stare steadily despite the flush of renewed embarrassment heating her cheeks. "My size is small, but my legs are long. I have good body proportions, although my height doesn't exceed 160," she stated with as much dignity as she could muster.

If I wasn’t mistaken, I’d think she was actually enjoying herself. We swayed to the music, dancing before Abe and Victoria approached us, “Mind trading partners?” Abe questioned. I shook my head and Victoria quickly came to my side as Elenore reluctantly left it. “I didn’t realize how tall you were,” Victoria whispered. I smiled, “Six foot six. I’m guessing you are about five foot five inches?” Her eyes widened before a wide smile spread on her face, “That’s very observant of you.” I watched her focus shift throughout our dance, keeping an eye on her husband.

“Hi! It is nice to meet you!” “Hey, nice to meet you too!” I said with a smile on my face. I felt someone watching me and I turned to see Wyatt up against the wall girl who is like a freaking model clinging to him like a leech. She was 5’9”, skinny, toned with dirty blonde hair that stopped right below her shoulders. She had her head back laughing at whatever he said but he seemed to be annoyed of her very presence. Turning back around I realized I missed whatever Ashley said.

He could not even turn his head around. Ashton groaned in frustration and almost forced Adams out. Maya stopped panicking. She sent Ashton a message to assure him that she will be alright. Kelly wanted to play, right? She will make sure that he never gets a chance to play or act arrogant around women, ever again!

Dela snorts in disbelief, and my smile widens. My sweet, precious Dela is a shortie, and I find her adorable, but I don't tell her that since I want to live. Dela hates her height. It makes people ask her for her ID all the time. And because of that, Dela envies Addison, who is rather tall for being a girl.

To be honest, I could use his stamina, but the thought of marking them before they were ready was out of the question. “Ooohh…” I could feel that Addison was close, her walls gripping me more tightly and her legs quivering. “Oh, Goddess…. I-I’m l…” she let out a murmur of ecstasy as her legs gave out and she collapsed against the bench, her panting rapid as her body trembled.

Addison was one person who had a great deal of effect on people and no matter what she always held her head high and that was one of the things that drew me to her. "I want us to start over." Addison had said after five minutes of awkward silence that enveloped us after a pregnant pause where we both had nothing more to say to each other. She sat on the opposite side of me, her fingers fidgeting on her lap, her eyes pleading. She pushed herself to the edge of the seat, the soft leather groaning in protest, and her hands came together in front of her. She was in a sky blue striped short and a matching bra, the striped shirt that came with it was left discarded on the couch she sat on. Her fee

"So, Aubrey," Winnie flashes her a smile. "I heard you're dating Nathan? Is that true?" Immediately, Aubrey blushes. She looks adorable. Red hair and a thousand freckles over her face. She is a gorgeous, tall woman. I bet she looks good standing next to Nathan, who must be close to seven feet tall. Well. Nathan is six-foot-eight according from what I've heard the gossip way. I probably look like a child next to him with my puny five feet of height. I'm a tiny Asian...

“But in the meantime, I think we need to take another look at those figures before we jump to any conclusions.” Maybe it was that he could see her when the rest of the people on the call could not. No doubt they pictured the usual Addison, in her sleek suits and dangerous heels, her hair tamed and twisted out of view. But he saw the real Addison. Wild hair and that hint of color on her pale skin, the dusting of freckles across her nose and shoulders. Bare feet and a turquoise sarong wrapped around a hot pink bikini. Not in the least bit professional, not that anyone could have told that from her cool voice.

"His name is Justin. He is living in a condo. I can text him right now to meet us in the bar. Just say a word!" "Of course. Tell him that I am single and ready to mingle. Can you please tell me something more about him?" "What do you want to know? Physical appearance or hobby?" Hailey asked. "Both!" "His height is 6 feet like the very typical Americans. He has a nice body because he is a gym-goer. In fact, he's the one who encouraged me to be physically fit!" I rubbed my head. "He can definitely lift me with one arm. My height is only 4.8 feet if you ask me!"