Moxie X Millie Novels & Stories

“We’re not going to let that happen. We’re in control of this situation, Mr. Serrano- sorry Adán. We have to be.” I studied her for a moment, seeing a side of Millie I hadn’t noticed before. She was serious, determined, and for the first time, I realized that maybe she understood the gravity of the situation more than I gave her credit for. She wasn’t just some girl caught up in a fake marriage. She was my partner in this. “You’re right,” I said quietly, moving to sit beside her. “We are in control.” She gave me a small, tired smile. “Good. Because if one more person calls me the ‘drowning model,’ I might just throw myself into the pool on purpose.”

—there were a few things I'd like to say to the asshole! Settling my butt more firmly onto the seat, I wrapped my arms around Rook's trim waist, and questioned, "What are we waiting on?" ~~ A few minutes later, Rook was maneuvering the bike through the streets, and I couldn't help but let Mother Nature soothe me. The wind blew silken caresses against my skin, whispering its love song within the fragrances it carried upon its breath, and I allowed myself to relax a little for the first time in a long time. The last four years had been rough, and I'd missed the few members of my old family I'd become close with, and I missed Dillon. I'd had no alternative though, but to realize there was no go

I managed between chuckles, wiping at my eyes. Luca sat up, his face red from laughter but his grin unrelenting. “Did you at least guess it?” “Yes, buddy, we guessed it,” I said, still laughing. “Kangaroo.” As the game went on, Noah’s team pulled ahead, mostly thanks to Emilia’s surprisingly good acting skills. She mimed everything from an astronaut to a ballerina with such precision that I couldn’t help but feel amazed. Her confidence had blossomed so much since the day she came into our lives.

This second Millie bitch, who is also the taller and platinum blonde one between the two of them, she appears confused for a split second. But the next thing I know, her lips spread into a haunting smile as she disgustingly looks at me from my head to my feet. Her dirty attitude makes my skin crawl, but I remain exactly where I should be, not turning away. “Samie, since when did rogue dirt develop the filthy guts to talk to us?" Bitchy Millie Blonde throws the sarcastic question. “Since now.” I answer for Samie, the dark haired one. “And you and your disgusting friend have no right to treat anyone like the dirt you both are."

Nick wrapped her in a towel and squeezed the water out of her hair. "Let's go and sit over here," Gabriel said, leading her to the oversized round wicker lounger. Millie sat on the blue and white striped seat, and Nick handed her the coffee mug. They sat at each side of her and waited until she was comfortable. Millie smiled to herself, there they were, the three of them sitting naked, she was getting so that she didn't mind them seeing her without clothes, it was becoming - normal.