Megan Fox Madison Beer Novels & Stories

And I have my little dog to think about, Honey-Belle, the love of my life a cute pale Chihuahua. Hi, I’m Madison Lane and I’m a digital sports journalist. I attended Austin University because I’m a real home body and love being close to my folks, my sister Henri who works as a librarian in our small hometown, my brother Jefferson who is currently between jobs and following his music career. Someday he is going to make it big, and he can support my Gucci buying habit. Yeah, I love Gucci and all things pink except for my nail polish which always has to be siren red. Although I do break my rule for coral in the summer.

Xavier's words come to a stop when his eyes catch Cassie walking over to their shade in a bright red bikini with bottles of beer in her hand. "Thanks, I think," Cara mutters to a man who's no longer listening. She taps him on his left arm, "Hey, stop eye ogling my best friend, she's not going to be a sober distraction for you." "She's not a distraction, she is the distraction." Xavier winks. Cara shakes her head in disapproval as Cassie approaches them, she drops the bottles of beer on the table, "What did I miss?" Cassie asks, taking her seat as well.

I’m just excited to enjoy our evening out. Reagan orders a round of appletinis for our group, along with some party mix, pretzels, and tortilla chips. “Question,” I alert my group of lovely ladies of my pending query. “Do any of you wax?” Martha shares a hilarious and painful story of attempting to wax her legs at home. Reagan offers to share her hairstylist, that also waxes her eyebrows at the salon. Madison states pain is not her idea of fun, so she shaves in the shower.

Lexie said out of spit and jealousy, she drank from her glass of wine angrily. I was confused but decided to brush off what Lexie had just said as a smirk appeared on my face as Madison stopped right in my front. She opened her purse and handed me my card. I smiled and took the card from her. I took a step closer to her as her manicured fingers rested on my arm and whispered near her ear, You are breathtaking." "It's all thanks to my parents and of course, your card," Madison said in a seductive tone or maybe it was my imagination, she used her hands to arrange my tuxedo making the corner of my lips curl up in a smile.

Jax’s POV Taking the flavoured water, I hand it over to her after opening the plastic bottle, Megan takes a long drink before she answers me. She's distracted thinking of the muscled woman, who could be no more than five years our senior. “Uh, yeah, I guess, if you’re into the bad attitude, would beat you up type. I heard she ate a dog once. It’s a rumour I do not believe but it does give me some sort of entertainment."

She can buy, like, 2 doughnuts and a drink with this! She ran to the bakery at the other side of the road, it was near so she didn't have to take a cab. She likes eating and buying stuff here. Everything was so sweet. "Hello!" Madie greeted the lady in the counter, she was chewing on some gum and had plenty of piercings on her ears. Pretty. "Can I have uhm-Three Chocolate Glazed Doughnuts, and uhm-a Small Strawberry Shake?" She stared at Madie for a while. 'Did I have something on my face?'

As a teacher who goes on and on with his lecture, Madison begins to doze off in class. Hey Madison wakes up. Trevor says as he attempts to nudge him. I am awake I am awake. Madison says as he brushes his eyes open. Excuse me boys. A female voice reaches out to them. But some of us are trying to who pay attention without being distracted by your whispering and snoozing. Sorry Beverly. Madison says to her. I just cannot focus some reason. Been drinking energy drink or something. Beverly says. I do not want to be caught behind.

Madison's assistant says: "Madison, you wear glasses, put on a hat, be careful reporters." "I want to go to the bar." "No way, you'd better stay at home right now." "I want to go to the bar!!!" Madison emphasized again, at her insistence, the assistant had to obey, directly driving Madison to a small bar nearby. Fortunately, it is daytime, and during working hours, the shop is very empty. Madison sat down wearily in a chair, pouring glass after glass of wine, drinking like a careless person. When he was drunk, Madison cried while asking his assistant.

“We’re all here, and we’re almost done with dinner. Come on in. Drink?” “I’ll take a beer,” Zy said, sounding like he expected to need it. “Got it chilling,” Madison assured, then turned to her. “Wine? Eggnog? Margarita?” “Whatever you’re drinking is fine.” “Margarita it is!” She shut the door behind them. Tessa followed the woman down a narrow foyer and into a wide-open living room/dining room/kitchen. Madison veered to the refrigerator while Trees took a hot casserole out of the oven and set it on the stove to cool.