Freckle Face Shawn Novels & Stories

“I didn’t know you were back already.” “Hmm,” he responds, his arms going around my waist. “I’m sorry I had to leave you for most of the day, but it seems like Aaron at least kept you company.” “We sparred in the pit earlier. And then we came up with some ideas for how he could—” I break off when I pull back and see the look on Shawn’s face. His features are closed off, but I know what he looks like when he’s not happy. His mouth is pulled in a tight frown and his blue eyes are stormy.

Moving his face closer to her, he sucked her lips again, sending pleasure of joy to her. He kissed her entire face, sucking each corner gently until he reached her neck. He observed the purple marks given by him that felt like art on her neck. It was their beautiful memory that would remind them of their first match. Shawn was indeed a painter who colored Selena's life. Her tiny smile grew bigger in a few moments with him. Those pranks together gave joy to their lonely lives. The way he seduced her with his affection, and she couldn't help but fall every time.

I think shawn is somewhat like my friend ,even though we don't know each ,he gives me good vibes . "Hey, were you dreaming about me and you on our wedding day?" Shawn raises his eyeborws and smirks.. "Not even in your wildest dreams, Shawn" . I say mimicking his expression. "See, that's why I called you sass master. " he explained with a frown. "Whatever" I said and rolled my eyes. "'Whatever'" he mimics me and rolls his eyes and then starts laughing. At that moment, I saw that Shawn had crinkles near his eyes .He is kinda cute with his deep brown eyes .My phone rings and i answer it .

They would have annoyed the crap out of each other and made their parent run mad while they were at it. Pictures of Leah fishing with her Dad filled the screen. Acne faced Leah and Jordan appeared on the screen next. Lindsey remembered her own horrid acne years. She watched Lindsey’s life over the last few photos. ‘It’s good to know you had a nice life.’ She sniffled. Lindsey logged in to I*******m. None of the photos there told the story of a girl struggling or running with the wrong crowd. Lindsey got to see Leah’s love for mountain biking, camping and cheerleading. How had the days in her live been lived without a void being felt?

If anyone else had kicked him to the ground in front of so many people, he would have exploded in rage. Yet... he didn't. Instead, he painfully forced a smile onto his face. "H-Hey... Shawn..." His voice was trembling. "What are... what are you doing here at my university?" My eyes shifted from Rick to Shawn. They knew each other? Shawn didn't answer him. Instead, he turned his attention toward me. "Are you okay?" I nodded. "I'm fine." The moment I answered, my gaze drifted back to Rick. The anger I had been trying to suppress surged back with full force as I stepped closer.

I told him sternly. "What?! But—" He tried to protest, but I cut him off. "You need to find information about a girl with a face tattoo." "Girl with a what? Where did you hear that?" I heard Axhton groaned, staring at his phone as Raynel whined. "From the Rose Gang." "Is that why you ripped their leader's head off?" Raynel inquired drastically changed from being a jerk to a serious face. It feels like he’s a complete different person. But it will only be for a moment before he reverts back to his old playboy self.

Shawn’s face is tight with lingering anger as he glares past her at Chris. “Not cool, man. You happy now?” Chris just shrugs and raises his cup. “Game’s a game.” With a head shake, Shawn turns to leave, but he doesn’t make it far before Cherry grabs his arm, pouting. “Wait, babe, where you going?” Babe? Letting out a deep breath, Shawn looks at her and says, loud enough for everyone to hear, “I’ll be right back. Just gonna take a piss.” Then he does the thing that sets my already shattered heart in flames–he leans down and presses a kiss to her forehead before walking away into the darkness.

I cock my head to the side as I try to figure something out. But Shawn is out of his seat and heading to the fridge before I know it

I cursed as he smacked my other butt cheek. “Get away from me or I’m going to scream.” “Feel free. No one’s going to save you.” I tried to turn away from facing the wall but Shawn stopped me. “Do you know how insane that stuff was? Of course, I had to trash it.” Shawn squeezed both of my booty and smacked the cheeks at the same time. This time around, I was able to bite my lower lip to prevent my moans from escaping me. Despite how silly Shawn was being, it was crazy to know that I was starting to feel wet down there.

He was blonde, his eyes were brown and he had a handsome body. "I'm hurt, that you've forgotten about me, my friend. You seemed like the person to commit another person to memory. Anyway, my name is Shawn, Shawn Rivetti, from the finance department of your so-called boyfriend's company" his hard tone contrasted with his face which was still grinning wickedly while his eyes showed anger. Wait, did he say Shawn? I looked at him properly and gasped. Shawn was the one who always looked innocent. He always had glasses on that made him more attractive. Why would he do this?