Pretty Little Monster
The kiss was soft and quick, but Beth melted into him for just a second before they began to hear his mom again, and she had to pull away.
Beth reached up and brushed his bangs away from his eyes and said, “I might just be a punk kid, but I know I love you, Ryan Wilson.”
“I love you, too, Beth Monroe, my pretty little angel.” He kissed her again, quickly, and Beth settled back against the couch glad to have her best friend back but also happy to know that with Ryan, she would always be accepted for exactly who she was—a smart, friendly, beautiful young lady with a world or possibilities ahead of her. And no one else’s opinion mattered at all.
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