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“So, Crow gave you purpose. How?” “He bailed me out, gave me a family,” he said. “Became the father I never had. I owe him everything. And he needed a little help protecting the club from an ex-member who had computer skills as good as mine. Better, even. But in answer to your original question, I don’t speak like a thug because I have to work with highly educated people on a regular basis, so Crow made sure that I could converse with them properly. I’m “Booker” because, not only did I used to have my nose in a book most of the time, I do the club’s books.”

"Don't judge a book by its cover.." I didn't say anything,and looked away.He shaked some keys in front of my face.So what now?What's wrong with this guy?Can't he understand that i don't want anything from him?He's the kind of guy who thinks that he can have everything he wants whenever he wants. "Wanna have a ride?" "A ride?Can't you see that i'm not interested " "I said a ride,not having sex.If you don't want to ,that's okay..and ..i'm not that bad as you can see.."

“And how am I supposed to go about doing that?” The lack of context right now is helping. I have no idea who they are talking about, or what this book even is. All these things T knows about make me worried enough about him, but adding this book? Clearly it has something to do with his reasoning for being kept in these cells. It only gives me more reason to find out what he is talking about. “I trusted you out of everyone for a reason. You will figure it out, I’m sure,” he tells the girl, who exhales, running her hand back through her hair. Whatever this book is, it isn’t going to be easy for her to get, and she knows that.

"I could've managed it by myself." "Apparently that didn't seem so when you were sleeping on the ground with a pile of snot in your face," he scoffs, checking out a huge book from my shelf. It's one of my favourites, written by one of my teacher from Okama high, 'The untold tale of Kahuna'. "Who's Ka-hu-na guy by the way?" "None of your business. Don't go around touching other people's stuff so easily!" Before I can even stop him, there he goes.

Brian got out of the car first and opened the door for Matthew, helping him into his wheelchair. Brian didn't go inside the bookstore, only Matthew and I went in. “Jack!” As soon as he entered, Matthew spoke. "Have you come so early??" Someone answered very quickly, it was a man's voice, loud and clear. Jack had not yet appeared, but his voices had been heard. Jack was Matthew's friend, so he would definitely like Matthew, both rich and talented. Maybe he opened this bookstore just for fun. Everyone knew that this street was one of the most expensive streets in the country. No matter how well the sales of the bookstore was, it could hardly make up for the Ground-Hired cost.

“Cricket, you were telling me about your hacker friend. This guy trustworthy?” “He’s a Dog,” she said. “Who cares if the guy fucks around, is he any good?” Clutch asked. “She means he’s with the Dogs of Fire, dickhead,” I said. “I swear to God, it’s not too late to pull the plug on you. I can get Doc Gardner back in here and make him do it. He likes me.” “Booker is the best,” Cricket said, ignoring Clutch. “I can call him now, if you like. What do you want to know?”

*middle finger emoji*] What the fuck is a book boyfriend anyway? Why would I need to compete with a fictional character? I scoffed inwardly. ‘Because she’s probably in love with the idea of a first love and someone strong and gentle who sees her with all her flaws and still loves her.’ Terk shot back. ‘You still need to figure out your feelings for her. Even though it’s obvious to me that you are in love with her. You are just late for your own party.’ I scoffed, ‘I’m not late for anything.’

I let out an exasperated breath. "Well, I would never enjoy reading that book ever again; I feel like I had pried into something 'private.” “If she left the book in the library, it means she intended on it being read.” “I bet not by her daughter-in-law” Axel chuckled. "Well, maybe not, but she wasn’t exactly hiding it.” “So the ‘blonde guy, ‘the motorcycle guy,’ they were all real?” “The names might have been made up; I don’t think there was ever a 'motorcycle guy’; they were terms she used to differentiate each guy from the next.”

“Chill bro. It’s just… not what I was expecting ” He shrugged, flipping another page. “I keep telling you not to judge me with your assumptions.” “I'm sorry if my assumptions don't fit your personality,” I said, taking the seat across from him. “Why this book?” I asked, stealing the opportunity to know what the real Kael is like. “I like books that… make me think. And this one does.” “Think about what?” I asked, hoping my curiosity wasn't obvious. “Is this some sort of interview?” he asked, placing the book on the table without closing it.