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ryan hugs rose. "Let's win this"

Natalie, aware of the whole situation, whispered in Julian's ear, driving Mike mad, because he couldn’t hear what his sister and cousin were plotting behind his back. “I am sure Jo knows this part of the story better than me. Anyway, the characteristic Mustang logo was created, a galloping horse against the background of red, white and blue stripes symbolizing the United States and American roots.” Robert and Thomas were standing beside them, amazed by Julian’s charm and flirting skills. All women stood silently, nodding their heads only, staring at the handsome model from time to time. Even Lisa was listening to him with undisguised interest. “I am fucking jealous with that damn good-lookin

So helpless, just like the young Rio. @cycy

I lean against my Mustang " indeed I do" She parks the bike and is about to head back " how old are you Red? " " Twenty Three " " is Red your real name?" "I guess you can say that, it's Roho" "creative parents" "bitch ass step mother actually" I chuckle "sorry, I tend to just blirt out what I'm thinking in the moment" " don't worry about it" Gods I want to kiss her pretty full lips, I swallow hard, her scent is filling up the room and coating me, taking over my senses and desire is beginning to spread through me.

They make us look amazing. It’s late afternoon and we decided that a bar-b-que is in order. I turn around when I hear a motorcycle to see Dru pull up. He hops off and helps Kyaria off the bike. She looks tiny on his huge ass motorcycle. It’s kinda cute. The two of them come over to join us. “Did you get some good shots?” Gabby asks. “Yes, the lake was gorgeous.” She answers. “Not as gorgeous as me,” Aiden adds.

Ditto buddy! “What? You can fly over the river as a wolf?” I shot. “Almost, I am one of the fastest wolves in Astoria,” Kent said. Not bragging but just like it was a fact. “Why don’t you transform and I hop on your back? I can hold on pretty tight.” I suggested. Kent turned to me slowly. He looked beyond angry. “How dare you!” “What?” I asked, confused. “How dare you ask an Alpha to be your mule? I have never, will never, let anyone ride my back.” He explained further.

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I stopped. The next and final car was sitting in a darkened corner. Remington flipped a light on and it was like a spotlight for a superstar. I think I gasped. I’d never seen anything so beautiful in my life. Remington saw me staring. “Yep she’s a beauty huh. I custom painted her….as you can see.” He said. It was a new Shelby Mustang, white and red with racing stripes… I walked around it and saw that on the back he had painted a wolf head …