The Bully Games
Kissing him loudly, she leaves her mark all over his face in the form of crimson lipstick.
“Out of my way,” she snarls as she approaches the beginning of the obstacle course. I move out of her way as quickly as I can, but if it weren’t for Simon’s quick, steadying hands, I would have fallen over backward.
In her signature sky-high platform heels, Evie not only walked the course, she owned it. She made walking down a twisted path of chalk look like strutting on a Paris runway. Even in my dreams, I am not half as elegant.
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