Dottie Underwood Novels & Stories

Maybe it was the adrenaline from being so immersed in the work, but the pain from her injuries seemed to dull significantly. By early evening, Aren showed up just as promised—not just with the caramelized ribs Aspen had specifically requested, but also with Dottie. Since he was terrified of Dottie, he had zipped her into a backpack and carried her the whole way. Every time Dottie meowed, Aren would shudder, looking absolutely pitiful. When Dotti popped out of the bag, Aspen's whole face lit up, and even her eyes sparkled.

Chelsea glanced at her, "I can deal with you myself, I don't need him." "Mr. Wood spoke up for me because I have something on him." Chelsea lowered her eyes and swiped her phone a few times, then raised her eyebrows at her, "Mrs. Wood, take a look at your phone." Mrs. Wood frowned, took out her phone and saw that Chelsea had sent her many photos. She clicked it open with suspicion, her face instantly turning pale. That was exactly the photo of Jason and that starlet Dottie. There were those holding hands, those hugging, and even those messing around in the car...

I was surprised she even managed to dress herself as she seemed lost in her trance. “What did you do to me?” “Gave you what you wanted.” I smirk at her. “I think you were in some sort of mid heat because I had been away for so long.” I mutter “Right.” She makes her way to the closet, pulling out a pair of combat boots and slowly laces them up She stands up, staring at me with a smile, “No one has ever done that to me.” **** We are almost done in the city. Raven had spent so much of my money making sure Dottie was kitted out with everything she needed for what seemed like the next ten years of her life.

Her gaze went back and forth to James and me before landing firmly on me…waiting. "Dottie is Gwendolyn Chase." I let those words hang in the air so his parents could fully absorb the weight of what we'd walked into upon arriving in Geneva Key. "Your grandmo—" I cut her off with a wave of my hand before she could complete that thought. "I thought she moved after Owen passed away?" "I wasn't aware she'd moved at all, so you have more information than I do at this point." I shook my head. "Dottie and I need to find some time to sit down and talk. Up 'til now, other things have been more important."

“Make sure it gets in properly.” Dotty shrugged her shoulders. “If I didn’t know you better, Prudence McClintock, you’re just asking me to do this because you love it when your tits are touched,” Dotty said in a serious tone. Johnny watched as Prue looked at her friend in mock surprise. “Why, Dotty! How could you say that?” she said with a naughty grin then paused. “Well, too bad Doug doesn’t know how to handle these babies. If he did, he might be able to get me to do anything he wanted.”

"Bad woman, I already know who my mommy and daddy are." Joey's hand froze mid-motion as she slowly lifted her head, revealing dark, brooding eyes. "What did you say?" Although Lottie was still young, her gaze was remarkably resolute, possessing a maturity and wisdom beyond her years. Her voice was steady as she pronounced each word, "My mommy and daddy are Mr. Bassett and WIllow Mommy." "Shut up!" Joey hissed, glancing toward the door to ensure Matthew wasn't nearby. Lottie insisted, "My mommy and daddy will definitely come to save me and Ms. Sweeney."

' Wendy Riordan gritted her teeth and looked embarrassed. Mother and daughter, this is completely planted in KrisTinaen Oliver's hands. Han Yuner got up in a mess and glared at Wendy Riordan: 'You video?' KrisTinaen Oliver didn't forget to add a fire when they saw that they were going to start dog-to-dog.

“Holy shit, Emily. Your talents are wasted in publicity.” She cackles with delight. “This is just a side hustle. If you think this is impressive, you should see me steamroll a reporter.” “Seriously, Em. This is the biggest thing you’ve ever done—and it’s gorgeous,” I say, spinning slowly to take in the space. I misjudge my balance—pregnancy brain—and wobble right. Dante catches me with ease, pulling me against his chest. “You sure I’m not allowed to stay? I can totally do tea and finger sandwiches with the ladies.” He holds his hand up like he’s sipping from a teacup, pinky raised dramatically.

Madeline quickly approached her with wide arms and exclaimed, “Dottie, we missed you!” The woman let go of a flustered Taide, then embraced Madeline as she said, “Not possibly near half as much as I missed all of you,” She smooched their cheeks together and hugged her tightly. I watched as they hugged, my chest tightening. This woman was clearly someone special to them. I felt like an outsider, watching a reunion I had no part in. Then Caeson walked by me, towards the woman I understood was named Dot—or Dottie—and while she didn’t immediately reach for him the way she did with the others, something in her eyes softened the moment she looked at him.

So what of if, she gives a fuck about me, you don't even know anything, and I really don't think you need to know anything", Colton growled. Underwood smirked, he was happy he had finally made Colton angry, he loved getting his way with people, making them angry about theirselves. For Underwood, he only felt he was doing the right thing, by reminding Colton of the reason he came there. Colton stared as Athina gulped her whole wine down and stood up to leave. She used her handkerchief to wipe the ass side of her skirt, her back was facing him. The though of those ass on him, while they were in the car, made his organ twitch in his shorts.