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She nods with understanding and we head to the kitchen for breakfast. I make eye contact with Jessie and she relaxes in her seat. Mollie rubs her thigh in comfort and Jessie takes her hand. I was about to take a bite of my breakfast when the phone rang. I jump up to answer it before it rings again, praying it was Skye's doctor for the procedure. "Hello," I ask trying to push down the excitement. "Elliott, it's Doctor Blake," she says softly. "When would you be available to do the procedure?"

Ajoke glanced at Aisha impassively. Aisha stood up,took a step. All of a sudden she felt woozy. The lights in the hall were attacking her eyes . She shut them defensively and fell on the chair. Mutiat tried to hold her but Aisha pushed her hand away. "I'm fine,I'm okay... I need to go look for Dami" a drop of tear fell from her left eye. "I'll... be back...okay?" Aisha stammered,almost losing her breath. She felt like she needed an inhaler to breathe even though she was not an asthma patient. But the only thing that could make her breathe was if what she saw wasn't true.

" Tell her it's in promotion, I'll pay 99% of the price " Leaning down to the woman's level, his action inflicting goosebumps on her skin he whispered. " If you convince her to take it, I'll be pleased " " Are you sure, this is like ten thousand dollars " Jane questioned after the brunette advertised how she happened to be a lucky customer as just won a massive discount. She looked down at the white material squatting her body like it was meant for her. It was a long O neck transparent mesh long sleeve, It's classy modest workwear.

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My heart is running a mile a minute at the thought of all the posibilities tonight might bring. My phone buzzes again. Nate : Yo, Bry. You in? Oh my God! I hadn’t text him back! My thumbs flies on the screen. Me : Yes, of course! See you there. Nate replies with *can’t wait* and a winking face at the end. Here it comes my racing heart again. **** I carefully choose my clothes. A burgundy satin tank, dark gray distressed jeans, ankle-boots and a jacket to ward off the chilly night air. I Lyft to Gonner at seven thirty.

Not broken, not yet, but bleeding. To be continued…

they heard the crying. "Ok. I believe you now." “Tomorrow evening, eleven o'clock sharp, please, at the corner of the Tea for Two Bar. I'll be wearing a baseball cap with a flag . . . Bye.” She hung up. “Hey! Wait.” JC wanted to know what flag it was, but he was late, leaving him with the unresolved question in his mind. He picked up his coffee then took a large gulp. “Tea for Two,” he repeated the name clearly for everybody in the office to hear. Of all the people in this world, but why choose us? He was thoughtful.

I regret it right now , had it been I was not high on his D*ck last night . " What are you thinking about ? He asked calmly as he mixed the water in the bathtub. " Nothing " I said and he stared at my face . " Does it hurt much ? He asked with concern. " Thought you asked me to receive it in good faith ? I asked teasingly and he blushed red . " Fvck are you blushing ? I asked jaws literally dropping. " Blushing ? Eeew I'm not blushing ... It's definitely your eyes playing tricks on you " he said .

I rocked forward on my seat, placing my hand on Triston's knee. It was as if I had shot him, his eyes peeled open staring at me. His voice showed his annoyance. Maybe to others it was out of his drowsiness, but I knew better. It was my touch. "What?" "They are serving us lunch while we refuel. What would you like?" Triston readjusted in his seat, "What do you have?" He asked the attendent, who repeated the menu to him. He thought for a moment, "I will have the bolognese." Triston rubbed the sleep from his eyes. The attendent left them,

The scent of burning leaves and churned earth tainted the wind. Kael stood atop the eastern ridge, golden eyes fixed on the horizon where the forest gave way to the misty stretch of the Bloodfang Border. A place cursed by memory and magic — now disturbed by movements that were too deliberate to be wildlife. The night air crackled with tension, thick and waiting.