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❞ - 𝑩𝒆𝒄𝒄𝒂 ♥ 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐂𝐀 𝐏𝐎𝐕 ♥ Staring dead at my phone sitting on my working table, I zero in on the four missed calls from my Hawaiian best friend Bailey. She's been calling me for hours, reminding me of her daughter Kai's school event. She has a talk show party, where all the kids in her class perform before the whole school in their hall, and they present and talk about a project they each worked on during the weekend.

“Don’t object for once.” Alex stared at Seb’s finger on his lips and him, literally unable to move. His finger was cold and placed on Alex’s warm lips, managed to send shivers down his spine. “Don’t touch me,” Alex immediately shuddered, stepping backwards. “Would you allow me walk you home if I promise not to?” Alex moved even more backwards. “My home isn’t really a walkable distance.” “Doesn’t matter,” Seb replied him. “I’ll walk you to the bus station and at least ensure you get on the right bus safely. Don’t object. You barely know your way around so just let me.”

My feet were planted firmly in the spot where I stood almost as if they were cemented to the floor. I could not move, no matter what my brain was telling my limbs I just could not move. When he noticed, I was not moving he got up and walked towards me. I looked into his blue eyes and whispered, “Tell me you aren’t doing what I think you are? Why was she here Bryce?” The eyes that once used to be soft and tender turned to ice in a matter of minutes and I knew I was no longer looking at Bryce. “You can’t be that stupid Alexa,” he snarled as the beginning of his temper was now rising to the surface.

Jenny frowned at once, "Um, but my blood type is O. There's no way Alex has blood type AB." Hana was silent for a moment. Hey, what else is this? ***

My name is Bae. I’m twenty-four. Jasper has driven me home for four months and never once let a sentence get personal. Thirty-nine. Quiet. He says evening, opens the back door, and looks at the road like my legs are not there. Tonight the office emptied early. Rain on the glass. Mr Okon had already sent the log before I reached the lift. Drop Bae. Confirm arrival. Jasper read it at the barrier and kept the engine in park. “Your street,” he said, “or you tell me why you asked for the long way this morning.”

In one of the quieter rooms, he said, “Look, Alofa, it's Barbara, and I'd appreciate it if you let me handle it, okay?” “Barbara?” Jules tilted her head. “Nope. Doesn’t ring a bell.” Leo arched a brow. “The girl who came at you in the paddock.” “Oh, you mean threatened me? Right. That one.” Leo squeezed her hand gently. “Calm down, Bebe. She didn't threaten you.” ” So,” she began as smoothly as she could. “What's your deal with this girl?” Leo wasn't fooled. He read her deeper than she thought. “She's not my girlfriend, Jules.”

Shemika “Next, orgasm control!” Dom muttered as he went for the sex tools on the ground and began to fumble for only God knows what. He grabbed a vibrator and stepped closer to me on the bed. I took a deep breath as I smiled at the vibrator while being brought closer to me. He squatted down just next to me on the bed, “You can say Red if you want me to stop, and…” Dom wasn't done talking when I cut him off mid-sentence.

Model without a Cause “Okay, everybody!” Collin boomed at the front of the darkened boardroom. “As you all know, we are going to be advertising Capier's brand new line of cell phone products called Clickmark." A picture of a mauve colored cell phone appeared on the screen along with a list of features.

I immediately saved her number. Me: yeah sure. unknown: 9th XXX drive. I looked at the weather app on my phone to check if it was too cold to go, we were smack dab in the middle of October and if it was too cold then sorry. It was 56 degrees outside, I guess it wasn't too cold. Me: kk.

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.