Alexa and the Badboy
His good looks were so out of this world, and I was having my fill.
My eyes roamed his face, taking in his sharp jaw, those thick brows, his deep dark brown eyes that almost looked black, and the black studs in his ears. And above all, those full lips that probably kissed any female species to oblivion.
I wanted those lips on mine.
Whoa, Alexa. Where did that come from? I still had a boyfriend, even though I was still Godzilla angry at him. My eyes trailed lower, finding him in an almost similar outfit from last weekend, except his t-shirt was white, and the leather jacket was brown.
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