Buddy Repperton Christine Novels & Stories

I make a mental note to corner her later and force it out of her. "C'mon in ladies," Christine welcomes us with a smile on her face. Christine is the wife of Travis Steele, the communications/IT expert for Heaven Hill, and the sister of Jagger. She's about as deep into Heaven Hill as you can get without being born into the fold. Not only is she an awesome person though and through, but she also does amazing hair, and lately she's been taking chances with hers. I haven't seen her in a month or so, and I squeal excitedly when I see the black and purple she's got in her locks today.

RING. His phone suddenly vibrated. “What?” he snapped. [“Ohhh—chill”] his friend laughed from the other end. [“Your temper’s flaring again.”] “What do you want?” Loud music and voices echoed through the phone. He was at the club again. Of course. [“Come over to the Eclipse Club. Boss Lee brought in a lot of new pretty girls tonight.”] Matthew exhaled sharply. A full week trapped inside the mansion. A week of confinement and frustration “Fine.”

Memories of late-night talks in treehouses, whispered secrets, their constant squabbles and shared victories reminded her of the depth of their connection it was a depth she wasn’t ready to abandon. Christine’s phone buzzed again. Another message from Katy: “You’re different. Happier? Calmer? Weird, but I can see it. You okay?” She replied ; I’m good just feel more calmer since everything that has happened. Katy responded; Alright Christy take care and be happy. You definitely need and always remember that I am here for you. She smiled faintly, a small, almost involuntary gesture. Her friends noticed. They always noticed when something shifted inside her. But she wasn’t ready to share the de