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Annette said. "If he has fallen for you, he will want to change for you," Jane said "It's that a book quote," Annette smiled as she stared at her friend "Nope, it's a quote by yours truly," Annette said as she pushed her friend on the hand playfully "Was the food any good?" Jane asked "Yeah, and we brought you something. It's in my bag," Annette said "I love you," Jane said as she kissed Annette on the cheek "You love food more," Annette said with a smile

I stammered, wait when did I start stammering, why is she messing with my head I muttered “ Huh, are you speaking to me” Sofia questioned “ Did I say that out loud” I mumbled “ Obviously” Sofia muttered I stood and ran to her side, tok her hand and stared into her eye “ Did you really think I consider you my contract wife” I mused “ That's what I am” Sofia muttered “ Mmm, I really did not consider you my contract wife, I really appreciate your presence in my space, I like how you smile, how you frown, how you yell, also your serious look, that is to die for” I mused out all at once

“I love reading.” She narrowed her eyes. “You’re reading sex, aren’t you?” “Ew! God, no,” I shot back, trying not to laugh. “It’s a good book—with just a little smut.” “Mmm-hmm,” she hummed, amused. “Can I read it then?” “What? Hell no!” My cheeks flushed instantly. She tisked and shook her head. “You’re reading smut.” I groaned. “You’re so annoying.”

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Chapter 47 Esmeralda Russia was beautiful. I was yet to learn the language and I would. "Can we go the other side please, handsome please?" I begged Brian and he glared at me. "Just this side and we're fucking done here, si?" I nodded, and we walked to the other rack. It was a book rack. I grabbed a book and my eyes widened seeing what it was for. A smut book. "Didn't know you loved to read these." Brian said, a smile on his lips.

“My sexy little professor. So wet and ready for me. I’ve been thinking about this pussy since the moment I saw you in that lecture hall.” I blushed furiously, embarrassment and arousal warring inside me. “You’re a very good student,” I whispered, trying to sound playful even as my voice shook. “Always so… attentive.” I couldn’t believe the words coming out of my own mouth. Daisy would never hear of this. Never. He smiled against my thigh, pressing a soft, open-mouthed kiss there. “Only because I have the most beautiful teacher. Paying for these tutoring sessions was the smartest thing I’ve ever done.”

Thеn, wе wеnt dоwnѕtаіrѕ tо thе living rооm tо ѕhаrе a bоttlе оf сhаmраgnе, сhіllіng in thе ісе buсkеt. Tаkіng a sip from hеr glаѕѕ. "Adаm" I саn't bеlіеvе thаt you said that, bеwаrе thе jаbbеrwосkу. Yоu nеvеr fаіl to ѕurрrіѕе mе. Hоw could you роѕѕіblу know thаt Alice іn Wоndеrlаnd & "Thrоugh thе Lооkіng glass аrе mу fаvоrіtе bооkѕ іn thе whоlе wоrld? I аm sure I hаvе nеvеr tоld you. I dі dn't wаnt уоu tо thіnk mе ѕіllу." "Samantha, I have ѕоmеthіng tо tell you."

Did they save the best for last?, well, they did. As much as I would love to barge into the story, I won't, without our daily dose of creative start--talk of young habits growing grey hairs. Churchill Winston once said, "Life is like a suya. Sweet to the eyes. Sweet on the tongue. It is so sweet that you continue reading this quote without realising that I don't know what in the heavens, a suya is!". Let's go one more, shall we?

I said softly. She unwrapped it with the same gentleness, peeling back the paper to reveal a small bronze bookmark wrapped in tissue. It was old, beautifully engraved, with a quote etched in elegant lettering: You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope. — Jane Austen. Annie went completely silent, running her fingertips across the metal like she was trying to memorize every curve. "Nate…" she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. "It's beautiful."

Old memories stirred gently wide quiet spaces, the scent of aged paper, the soft sound of pages turning, endless rows of books. I smiled without realizing it. “That’s a good idea.” Liam smiled back. “Sometimes you just need the right place to think.” I looked at him for a long moment. “You’re sure I’m not too slow?”