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I got into the car, and as I was driving, the rain began pouring down heavily. In a matter of minutes, I was standing in front of Ducky’s door. Drenched and ringing her doorbell. I heard her footsteps approaching, and the door was opened. I thought she was going to be surprised to see me there, but instead, she had a bright smile on her face. It was like she had been expecting me.” “Come on in.” She muttered, pulling the door open for me to enter. “Do you want some coffee?"

The fence was ten feet away, but it might as well have been on the moon. "Easy, pal," Lina grunted, her voice a low, gravelly rasp as she slowly raised her empty hands. "You guys always this jumpy when it rains?" "Shut up and get on your knees!" The guard slammed the cold muzzle of his rifle against her forehead. "Hugo! We got a rat!" The splashing footsteps converged. A ring of black raincoats and steel barrels closed in, swallowing her in a circle of white light and cold lead.

I throw on my waterproof black combat boots, throw my raincoat into my bag and grab the keys to my BMW. As I’m driving down the curvy road, I think about how much fun this car is to drive. I should really take it more often. I park my car closer than usual on account of the impending rain. As I get out of my car, I look towards the smoking pit to find Cade, Xander, Brett and Jason watching me. I suppose now is as good a time as any. I walk over towards them and Xander smiles warmly and nods towards my car as he says, “A ducati and a BMW? I’m impressed.”

Sunny, wearing a raincoat, ran toward her in excitement. Just as Sunny was about to throw herself into Angela’s arms, she realized she was soaked with rain. She tried to stop, but her foot slipped and she fell. Her small, pale hand slapped against the ground with a sharp sound, her palm instantly turning red. Angela’s heart clenched. She dropped the umbrella and crouched down at once. Without caring whether Sunny’s raincoat was wet, she pulled her straight into her arms. Rainwater quickly soaked through Angela’s black T-shirt, clinging damply to her skin, but she felt no chill.

I looked at Duke with big eyes, “I just had an awful night and I needed to see a kind face. When I saw you wearing nothing but boxer shorts, I couldn’t help myself.” Duke seemed pleased at first with the thought of me being so impressed by his body. “Men they are all the same,” Spirit said mockingly. I already wanted to sigh with relief because he believed me but then doubt entered his eyes. “But why were you only wearing a raincoat then?”

As each day passed, I found myself liking the Outskirts more and more. It wasn't long before Kit's truck pulled up in front of the store, the rain falling harder and harder. My heart pounded as I thanked the owner again before stepping out into the storm, shielding my eyes from the downpour. Kit hopped out of his truck, leather jacket adorning his shoulders and an umbrella in his hand. He opened it and met me underneath the awning. "You did get pretty drenched, huh?" he teased, towering over me, water droplets clinging to his hair. He wore a white shirt under his jacket, but even that was wet. It stuck to his skin, giving me translucent glimpses of his chest.

The hous⁠e looke‍d like a mausoleum. Marcus opene⁠d the door for her, holding the umbrell‌a high to shie‌ld‍ her immaculate ivory trench coat from the mis‍t. Damie​n stepped out beside⁠ her​, h​is lo​ng black over​coat billowing in the win‍d, a s⁠ilent, t‍errify⁠ing guardi⁠an.

Maybe he start to come out of the cocoon of harshness and rudeness. "Wait for me," I say as I follow him. I feel quite good as his coat stays on my head. I can smell the fresh smell of him and he smells quite good from his coat while he is all drenched in the rain. "Don't you think we should get an umbrella? You are all drenched in rain?" I ask him. He stops his way and stands upright. Again, he makes me bump into him. "Your coat made me unable to see what's in front of me," I say and he looks madly at me.

Desmond said. " yeah I guess " the man said. " tell no one about this........forget It ever happened" Desmond said groaning in pain. " yeah sure, I understand " the man replied. " thank you once again" Desmond said then turned to leave. " wait.....have this" the man said giving him a raincoat to cover himself and Desmond collected it from him. " thank you very much" Desmond said then wore the coat and used the hood to cover his head. Not so much people can be seen around the place which gives Desmond a chance to move freely without anyone suspecting him especially with the way he walks.

He chuckled. We stood up and the businesswoman looked at me questioningly, I smiled at her. "Here, wear this. You won't be wet." He gestured to his long coat which he held open for me. I stood in front of him and let him put his coat on me, true to his words, the inside was warm, even though the outside was glistening wet from the rain. And the bad part was his coat reach my ankles, I looked like a penguin. A laugh came out, "You look like..."