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After watching Rose convince the dressmaker that she really wanted breeches and wasn’t playing a cruel joke, they stopped for refreshments at an interesting shop near the apothecary. Rose was hoping to hear word from locals on what happened with the crown , shite she wasn’t wrong! Couples littered the tables and the womenfolk gossiped enough to keep everyone updated. “Lizzy’s sister was offered a counts hand but he really only wants her for her dowery”, “did you see Lord Gessler’s top coat?!… he must be without a tailor, teeheehee!”, “ Mr Edwards passed the tests and has reopened his shop after being released”

I was pretty good at it and at the urging of my then girlfriend Julie, had submitted a few to a story site named Erotic escapes where under the pen name hotforteacher I'd gotten some pretty good reviews. Most of my stories were about older women with guys my age and Miss Ross had been the inspiration for many of them. Most of my female leads had the same long dark hair, big brown eyes and perfect full lips as my favorite English teacher. Yes Miss Ross had been the nasty little cougar in my mind and in print many times over the last few months. Shit, I'd even joined her writing discussion group because it met every other Sunday at her house.

How I met him was quite a meet-cute, never have I been in a relationship this passionate. He was everything and supported me, he gave me all I ever asked for. Since I first met him at the club, where I turned from a waitress to a striper, he had always hovered around me. He made me felt special, I could see his love for me in his eyes. We never had any problems, just small irrelevant arguments. I have been dreaming about the day he would propose to me, to be sincere, I have never been this patient in my life.

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Or that they at least, got the wrong impression of her. “They think I don’t like romance?” She asked like there was someone else in the room with her. “Well, I bet they’ve never even messed around with any guy before. They’ve probably never even gotten kissed by a hot guy before and I’m the unromantic one?” “Otherwise they wouldn’t shut up about it. I would have heard stories about it”. “I’ll show them both that I’m not what they think of me”. “I’ll find a hot guy, make out with him and have sex with him”.

Close enough for me to catch the faint, masculine scent of his cologne - something woodsy and spiced and utterly devastating. "Her name is Julia," he said, following my gaze to the portraits. "My wife." The words were like a bucket of ice water, dowsing the slow smolder of attraction I'd been trying to deny. He was married? There had been no hint of a wife in any of the extensive research I had done. "I...I didn't realize," I said, struggling to recover my composure. "The portraits are just...stunning." Those pale eyes drifted over me, holding a look I couldn't quite decipher. "Yes, she's quite a beauty, isn't she? Though I'll admit the portraits don't do her full justice."

I whisper not wanting to disturb other people in the store "Jane Austin again!" Lexi laughs. "look she kinda ruled the classics era, you know," I say with a shrug. I take a look at the books Lexi was caressing a minute back." any good read in the modern romance?" I point at the books assembled in the rack right in front of her. "oh yeah, I am a big collen hover fan. I mean verity and ugly love are my favorites of all," she reaches for a book and hands it over to me.

" I asked, feeling pissed off. "Besides, he doesn't even love that lady. They were forced to get married for f**k sake!" "Are you kidding me?" She scoffed. "Did you just say Ryan doesn't love, Bethel? Please Karen, don't act like you don't know what's going on. He bought an expensive Bugatti for her for valentine. You also told us about the expensive necklace he bought for at the mall. And just yesterday, she was staying alone with him at his mansion. So, are you still tryna say Ryan doesn't love her?

The curly blonde-haired girl, on the other hand, was just confused as she sized me up with her eyes. My eyes were locked on the handsome Alpha prince, so sexy and domineering with his Alpha aura filling the air. He had that bad boy enticing appearance that most ladies would love and his dreamy hazel eyes cute, but right there, I knew he wasn't for me. His eyes were brimming with disgust and anger as they gawked at me even with my mate scent.

"Ah! Mr. Winchester's gaze is making my legs go soft! He's so domineering!" "What kind of fairy tale is this? They're both outstanding individuals in their respective fields, yet they're holding hands like high schoolers. Are they that clingy with each other? They didn't part even for a moment." "They're so sweet … I'm melting." "This couple is the best!" "I've always thought Ms. Hannah was sassy and couldn't imagine what kind of man would suit her. But Mr. Winchester is so perfect! They looked so strong together and were evenly matched. I adore this kind of love!"