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she asked, her eyes filled with fear. “Because I want to.” I kissed her, and she relaxed. My phone buzzed profusely as comments flooded the picture. It started off well. [Oh my gosh! Is that his new girlfriend? She looks so hot!] [Arthur's taste never fails] [Who is she?!] [I heard she's an artist. They are so cute!] I turned my phone to her, showing her how much everyone loves her. A smile came on her face as she scrolled through them, but then it dropped.

My throat’s itching and I want you to scratch it. —Gladly, love. I hope the boss leaves soon. As soon as we’re back, I’m coming to see you. —I love you, big guy. —I love you too, beautiful. —I’ll send you sexy pics so you miss me more. —You’re such a naughty girl, but I love it. —Cristy blew a kiss and ended the call while Arthur smiled. Jake leaned against a tree a little farther away but grinned when he noticed Arthur’s swollen pants. —I can imagine what they’re talking about. These girls are so naughty.

Thankfully, he was behind me, so he couldn't tell if I succeeded in my goal of NOT uwu-ing at my little brother. Jon leaned more solidly against my back, a friendly nudge. "You're the best part of it all." He said it so sincerely that I wanted to implode. "Awwwww," I said, most definitely uwu-ing. "You're sweet. You're gonna be such a stud next year." "Oh yeah, sure. Art boys make all the panties drop." "Sensitive, artistic guys who care about the well-being of the women in their lives are actually pretty rare. I'm a big fan of the one in my life, I don't see why that wouldn't apply to others."

“He's so sweet.’ Another notification popped up on my screen, shifting my moods in the blink of an eye. Aiden's name flashed briefly but with a message that churned my insides. ‘Send me nudes, I wanna see your beautiful clit.’

Her eyes are so beautiful. "Because I wish it was my room you were next to." "Why so you'll take a peek of me when I'm dressing?" She asked. "No, so I'll say your beautiful face every morning and every night." She looked at me, her cheeks turning a light shade of red. "Is that you pick up line?" I shrug, "maybe, maybe not but it’s only for you." She nods hiding her blushing cheeks. "Go pick up some other girl Aaron, preferably the one you were locking lips with. I, Noel Atkins, am not available."

“Umm, pink is a really cute color on you.” “Very feminist move.” Santiago laughs from his sit, both of us now laughing at Adrian's nails. “Arieya painted my nails when we were taking a nap.” Adrian sighs. “She played you hard.” I tell him, trying my best not to laugh at the badly done nails. “They are cute now,” Arieya giggles, resting her head on my shoulder. “You did such a good job, I'll let you paint mine tomorrow.” I tell her. “Really Beautiful?” she asks, her hand slipping into my dress.

With this, he kissed her passionately. "Do you play soccer?" Caroline probed, but Artemis laughed, knowing what was coming next. "No. Why?" He answered, shaking his head. "Because you're a keeper!!" Artemis grinned, hearing this. After all, his mate learned to throw pick-up lines on him. *

“Are you still drawing?” I blinked. “Yeah… I mean, kind of. Some freelance stuff here and there.” “he’s being modest,” my mom cut in proudly. “River’s drawings were featured in that art walk last month. People couldn’t stop talking about that one with the fog and the tree.” “It was beautiful,” Elliot added, nodding. “I saw it on I*******m.” “Thanks,” I said quietly, feeling heat rise in my face. “I just… like messing with paints.”

He drew his legs in and leaned forward to warm up. “Yeah, tell me about it,” Sidney replied, crouching down on her own mat. “There’s even been a minimum of menstrual comments. Everyone is just fixated on how hot and creepy you look.” “All thanks to you, sweetheart.” “Your mom call yet?” Brady twisted his spine and raised an eyebrow. “You know she did. All disapproval. It’s not art. It’s gross.” Brady raised his hand and gasped. “She did not say it’s not art.”

Billy sat in the center, grinning like he owned the world. Leaning against him on the sofa was a beautiful girl I didn't recognize. The caption read: [Thanks for the treat, bro! Starlight Club rocks! Plenty of beauties tonight!] Every lie shattered in that instant. We were never in a long-distance relationship. It was a same-city scam. I closed every app, my fingers trembling with rage. After a long moment, I sent a message to his secondary account: [Let's meet.]