Dork Diaries Mackenzie Book Novels & Stories

Mackayla heard a few low growls but ignored them. "I just bet you do" Duncanion said with a wink. "Consider the mailman is a married gentleman well into his seventies I think it might cause some problems. My daughter likes to play when she's overtired and she happens to think they are her personal play toys. I forgot." She had turned and straightened her bra and shirt felt a hand touch her shoulder. She tensed until she heard Mandy whisper in her ear "you know men are pigs sometimes you would think they'd never seen a breast before." Mackayla relaxed as she felt the light push Mandy gave her towards the kitchen.

No one had. “Ace…” “ANSWER ME!” I growled into her face and she shook, her eyes filling with tears. Useless tears. “I… I didn’t, why would you care about what happens to the nerd?” She was shaking underneath my hold now, her words slow and careful, “we don’t… associate with the bitc—“ “Finish that sentence. I fucking dare you.” My hand went to her throat, squeezing. Mackenzie paled, gasping as her long fingers dug into my hand. She could barely breathe. She clawed, trying to rip my hand away “Ace… please, I can’t…”