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"No, it’s just that I’m not used to seeing you like that. You’re usually composed, and I’ve known you to be the ‘Ms. Know it all’ right? So seeing you confused somehow amazes me. " I pouted.She’s right. "But, that doesn’t mean that even if I’ve known you that way, means I don’t know the real you. You don’t cry in front of us, but I know you’re crying behind our backs. You might show that you’re fine, but I know you’re not fine as well. I’m not your best friend for no reason, Athena. I’m just waiting for you to open up. I don’t want to force you. "

"The best person to tell you what a girl wants, is the girl herself." Shit, well that doesn't help, she already thinks I know what I'm doing, how can I tell her I don't? "You're too in your head, lad." He taps my temple to get my attention. "I'm not saying ask her every time you want to look at her, be confident and show her you want her, but let her show you what she likes, figure it out together if neither of you know. You show her you want to please her and she won't care if you've screwed a million girls or none, you'll be the best she's ever had because you'll be up against idiots like that who just stick it in and think they're the shit."

Mrs. Samara looked back at her younger sister and asked, "Do you know the young woman that your son is going out to meet?" "Hmm. I do know her. She's our family friend, but Anthony doesn't want to marry her. I heard that Remy is interested in her as well," Mrs. Beatrice said, and her elder sister screamed out, "Oh! That's the lady that Remy was telling me about today. I didn't know her much and can't remember if I had seen her before."

I asked in a gentle tone slightly above a whisper, and she gleamed at me. "I don't want to judge you, but to know you better. I've heard so much about you, and I think the best way to know you is to hear it from you, not others," she muttered. She wasn't tense anymore. She was calmer and bolder, staring at me dead in my eyes. I couldn't help but applaud her boldness. "The best way to know me is not to hear it from me, but to determine that from all you will get to see and know about me," I said.

“Sometimes I wonder if you’re my best friend or his.” “I don’t care what you think,” she said, waving her hand like shooing a fly. “I want the best for my bestie, and if it’s not him, no one else can measure up. Period.” I shook my head at her confidence. “Come on. There are over a billion men in the world…” She didn’t even let me finish. “And there’s only one Michael Gray who loves you shamelessly and would do anything for you,” she said firmly, her voice loud and annoyingly sure.

Absolutely no one. And damn!!! She is the best woman we've ever fucked in our entire life. Pussy tight as hell as it has never been claimed before—squeezing our fingers and cock like it's meant for us. Tits—full and heavy—with swollen peaks that are enough to make a man go crazy. And God… her cum? Tastes like heaven and we can practically drink it all day without getting tired. Her scent of jasmine and forest pine? Intoxicating. Addictive. Our wolves are giddy from it.

It's the company's eighth-anniversary celebration. From the corner of the parking lot, I catch sight of my close friend, Leroy Parks, stepping out of the passenger seat of my girlfriend's car. My girlfriend, Kristen Fox, then leans over and helps him fix his tie. He grins lightly at her. I just tighten my grip on the cashmere shawl that I had bought for my future mother-in-law, Cindy Holt, and turn to leave. From the doorway leading backstage, I hear her voice saying, "The wedding rehearsal is all set. Since everyone is also here today, let's just go public with your relationship with Leroy." Kristen speaks in a low, suppressed voice. "Mom! Keep your voice down!" However, Cindy raises

I gave her a tired smile, even though I knew she was right and I hated how easily my imagination hurt me. “I need to know where I stand here,” I admitted while rubbing my thumb over her fingers. “You already told me you chose me, but maybe I need your actiI requiree same thing.” Serena held my gaze for a moment, while she lifted my hands and kissed my knuckles. “I can do that,” she said quietly as she squeezed my fingers. “And I am also not going to make you stand somewhere alone while I get to figure myself out.” The kiss had warmed on my hand, but the truth remained downstairs.

“Have you fallen in love with Alexander?” My eyes widened. “What?” “Answer me.” “No.” The reply came too quickly. “I haven’t.” “I’m only here because of the baby.” “Nothing else.” She continued watching me. Almost as though she could see through every word I spoke. “I hope you’re telling me the truth.” “I am.” She stood. “Because if I find out you’ve changed your mind…” She stopped herself. Then smiled. “I only want what’s best for you.” I nodded. “Do you really want the best for me , I murmured”

“All you need to know is that I loved him, but sometimes love isn't enough. At the right time, I promise you will know. For now, run to ignorance. Sometimes it's the best way to deal with things, the best way to live freely.” I had no choice but to listen to her. She always had my best interest at heart no matter what.