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I have nothing left inside. Eddie studied the flimsy metal railing on the front porch. It was so fascinating and intricate, and he had never seen it before in such a light. “I already called them,” he said. “Syrina has a performance and Rikki-Tikki is down with a particularly nasty flu. I even thought about Chad, but . . . ” He didn’t bother to finish the sentence, because the idea of Chad the Fish Guy and Bryony flying anywhere together didn’t particularly make him happy.

He smiled as he watched her from the doorway of her room. - Khali even smelled her moisturizer. That's the smell she likes best. Khali puts the lotion in her hand in a creative way and strokes it on her leg as Khali stands up and puts her foot on the chair. Khali mimics a model in a TV ad by applying the lotion all over her body. Khali also lifted the towel to her thigh to put it on. She swayed her hips and sang. It made her feel attractive when she looked in the mirror. She then put lotion on the other thigh, lifted the towel to the thigh again, and artistically put cream on the leg and thigh. Each arm followed. After a while, she turned around and didn't care if her towel fell. Khali was w

I repeated, my voice sharp. Rick winked. “You’re my star. I want the best angle of everything.” I threw the blanket off me and stood up. “You’re acting like this is a real production. I’m not a professional, Rick.” He followed me into the kitchen, leaning against the counter while I poured water into a glass. “That’s exactly why it will sell. You’re not some fake pornstar. You’re real. That’s what gets guys off.” I drank the water quickly, trying to calm the heat that was building in my chest. “And what if I freeze? What if I mess up?”

Kayle went straight to the stove and I walked up towards Chandler to gave her a morning hug. "Good morning, geared up early?" I asked, walking towards the sink. "Yep, have a morning training. You know coach Romero, he hates late comers," she answered and I could picture her famous roll eye. I bent down to reach the faucet and catched water using my palms and start gargling the water. After spitting the water out, I dried my mouth with the back of my hand. "Oh yea, 10 jumping jacks for every minutes of late," I said, getting a mug from the rack.

I needed water. Although I knew everywhere was completely quiet, I was sure that Rico was somewhere downstairs, probably on the couch waiting to hear my faintest movement. I didn’t want to see his face or hear another word about my father but I really needed to get out and get some water before I joined the old man beyond the clouds. My thirst won and I pushed the door a little. I listened for a moment and when I was sure there was no one, I slipped into the hallway, robe pulled tight, and padded down the stairs on the tip of my toes. I pushed the fridge open, grabbed a bottle, and drank straight from it. As the cold spilled over my tongue and down my chin, I felt life slipping back into me.

he teased with wicked grin. "What there to be in a state of trance for ,You didn't only lose your touch but also your senses too" he scoffed and quickly grabbed the bottle of water in front and gupped it down in haste. "Wow ,you throat must be seriously burning with thirst "Mr Ricci taunted "Tessa dear,do you mind getting our young CEO another bottle of water,I don't think just a bottle will be able to quinch his thirst"he turned to the young female worker standing.

There was a knock on the door, a light rapping that suggested someone who wasn’t really sure they wanted to knock to begin with. From where he stood, Dakari moved his index finger and unlocked and opened the door. Beecher strode in, a bag of chips in hand. His head turned as the door closed behind him, his eyes looking for whoever closed the door.. “I forget that you guys can do stuff like that. It’s pretty cool.” He rounded on Dakari. “I’m really thirsty, can you make a soda appear?” He laughed at his own joke but jumped when a bottle of water appeared in Dakari’s hand.

Nikki chirped waving at Zach. “Nothing, we were just telling jokes to each other.” I quickly stepped in. I know Zach has shown interests in me and I want to end that. Zach gulped some water and I noticed how Nikki was staring at him. Zach then poured some water on his head before eventually going back to the field. “Shit, do you like him?” I asked looking intently at Nikki’s face. “Who? Zach?” “Yeah.” “Fuck no. I just found it hot for guys gulping water and their Adam’s apple rise and fall. Ugh, why am I even saying that?”

Adrian said, holding the door open for me. Inside, the air was cool and smelled faintly of citrus. Adrian grabbed two bottles of water from the fridge and handed one to me. “You should hydrate after all that paddling. Don’t want you passing out on me tomorrow.” “I survived, didn’t I?” I retorted, taking the water. “Barely,” he teased, leaning casually against the counter. “But I’m proud of you, Mrs. Knight.” I raised an eyebrow. “You’re impossible.”