Danielle Cohn Twerking Novels & Stories

But when they excused themselves to go to the restroom, Isaac finally had the chance to talk to me. “Wow! I didn’t imagine I’d get to see you again. And you really work here?” He shrugged when he saw me raise my eyebrows. ”Not that I’m judging you. A hustle is a hustle…but I just thought that your fiancé was the jealous type—“ ”We’re not really together,” I cut him off. I don’t want to tell him more about my relationship with Kionno, and I certainly don’t want to be called his fiancée. “And I’m sorry, but my name’s not really Sam. It’s Danielle.”

My lips pull tight and pull my knees under myself, flipping my bangs out of my face. Danielle Cleare crouches in front of me with concern so plastic, I could’ve mistaken her for a Barbie doll. I didn’t recognize her tawny hair and blue eyes when I first saw her at the New Year’s Eve party, but I do now. I ended up stumbling upon her face while looking over hockey-related posts on the school website. Her dad’s some big hockey team owner, but that’s all I knew. The most prominent thing for me was that she was the girl I’d found in bed with my sham of a…with Oliver.

“Nothing, you seem familiar, didn’t we go to school together?” “Oh, you remember?” I spoke sarcastically. “I somewhat I just cannot put my finger where we met in school.” “Well let me help you, does Tiffanye Rebel ring a bell to you?” Daniyelle lifted her head up, place a finger on her chin like she was thinking. I did not know the girl could think she seems very clueless, I can see I’m going to have to help her out again. “I have two friends Shaughnessy Summers, and Tanina Coleman” I reply.