My Obsession
Yeah, but you can’t compete with that, a mean voice whispers in my head.
Applause breaks out inside the bar. Noah lifts a hand and mimics a Miss America wave, his full, carnal lips tugging up in a slow smile that grows, becoming broader and wider. Dude could be a fucking toothpaste model. I swear I hear a gasp from every female in the room. The effect of his mouth is positively infectious. If he were a preacher, he’d be saving souls left and right.
I roll my eyes.
He’s with Dillon McQueen, the backup quarterback, and several other players.
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