That's Kinda Hot Novels & Stories

* Reuben shot back: "Damn right, jerk! If I catch you with her again, I’ll tear you apart. Got that?" I knew I should close the app, but it felt as if someone was tightening their grip around my heart. I couldn't tear my eyes away from the screen. A new message appeared. *Charlotte chimed in: "Did you just kiss my boyfriend, girl? Did you really sign up for your own demise? If you think Danger Reuben is a monster, you don’t know me well. You’ll meet the devil herself."* I recalled seeing her in the hallway—a goddess figure with slender curves, flowing black hair, dark green eyes, and thin pink lips.

Only her. The world seemed to narrow instantly. Cami followed Ariana’s gaze. “Oh my God,” she shouted over the music. “What?” Ariana asked quickly, trying to stay calm. “That guy!” Ariana’s stomach flipped. Cami leaned closer. “He is ridiculously hot.” Of course she noticed. Anyone would. Cami kept staring. “Look at him,” she continued, half laughing. “He looks like he walked into the wrong building.” Ariana swallowed. Mateo hadn’t moved.

"Hey, I'm sorry about calling you a bastard yesterday. You just caught me off guard- I stop when Kade pushes the earphones in his ears and completely shuts me out. His eyes fall to the screen of his phone and he types on it furiously. I narrowed my eyes and let out a puff of irritated air. So much for apologizing. I pulled out of the driveway soon after and made my way to Colby's. __ " What's with Mr. Hot and moody? Looks even more pissed off than yesterday?" Colby jerks a thumb at the back. I shrugged. "Don't know. You ask him," Colby scoffs. "Me ask that guy? He's hot, a hundred percent burning flames hot. But he also look like he could kill me in a second. I'm not about to lose my life to

𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝖺𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗋𝖺𝗓𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝖻*𝗍𝖼𝗁 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗍. '𝘞𝘢𝘪𝘵. 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵. 𝘖𝘩 𝘎𝘰𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘶𝘴 𝘵� ��𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵.'

"What the hell is going on with you, girl? I think you aren't quite as over Matt Vorchak as you'd like us all to believe." "What?" She blinked. "No, I'm - " She flopped back on the lounger. "I am so messed up, Dara." "No kidding. You need to chill, honey. Inhale the lavender. When they bring in the wine take a good slug." "Yeah, yeah, yeah." She sighed again. "This is so just nutso." "It's - " Dara's eyes flicked to the television. "Oh, hey. Here's the sports news. I wonder if there'll be anything about Matt and what he'll be doing."

She'd either have to find a way to wash them or throw them out. Killian was in the kitchen, waiting as a stream of water from a fancy machine somehow miraculously turned into coffee. "Instant?" she asked. "Although at this point I'd take anything." He shook his head. "One of my new toys. It's a Keurig." He indicated a carousel filled with a variety of tiny sealed cups. "We've got every kind of coffee or tea you can think of. Brewed in less than sixty seconds. What's your pleasure?"

I groan as we walk together to find Malison. “You mean your hot cousin?". Yeah, Gabby had a thing for my cousin. Infact, she wasn't the only one who had a thing for him. I mean, he is so hot, and undeniably, I might have a thing for him too. “He is not so hot". I sigh. Pftttttttttt, what a big lie! He is literally the hottest guy I've ever set eyes on. “Whatever miss four eyes". She retorted.

However, after having experienced his bedroom skills firsthand that night, I knew that he had a huge monster in his pants, and he knew how to use it to his advantage. As soon as I acknowledged his first message, Ryan immediately sent me a Facetime request. I rejected it. Ryan sent me a single question mark after that. I caressed the screen of my phone before answering, "I'm not wearing anything. It's not too convenient for me." However, that only seemed to make him even more excited. "Let me see, please?" I chuckled in resignation when I saw that he wasn't able to control his desires. I replied, "Why don't you let me see first?"

"I'll tell you a secret. You can have Charles all to yourself forever." Her eyes widened in surprise. "Really? He can be my dad?" "Of course..." I replied, the Ferris wheel slowly ascending. Higher and higher we went, the ground below becoming a blur. "Sweetie, look. Isn't it beautiful down there?" Holly's grating, high-pitched voice cut through the moment. "Is she dead? She's so ugly!" Anger flared, and I slapped Holly across the face. "Ugly? How dare you call Sally ugly!"

“It’s too hot for this.” “It is definitely hot,” he agreed in a molasses-smooth purr, and he wasn’t referencing the sunny, humid mid-afternoon. “That sundress is hot. You’re hot. I’m hot. We’re hot.” And the silky coil of warm wetness resting low between her hips was rapidly heating up to meet the definition too, Catilyn noted with a blush. Gelato! That would put a stop to this.