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My cheeks were on fire. The way he said “clinging” had my brain conjuring images of our tangled limbs in bed, my hands clinging to his back, digging my nails into his flesh while he rode me hard.
girl relax I BEG
Nephew? What? No one here looked like they could be related to Mr. Stevenson…apart from all the white people.
I needed to stay away from a man like Danuwoa. He could do better than my messy ass.
the only time she told the truth
want to watch a cute pig roam around?” I tapped my chin. He clicked over to the pig movie, and we dug into our meal. I smiled to myself because he just got me. He was down to watch a children’s movie about a pig with me so I wouldn’t have nightmares.
“he just got me.” took me clean out
I was not Ember; I was a goddess, and this bed was my altar and Danuwoa my most devoted worshipper.
“Oh my god! My face! Is it bad?” “It’s not great, but you’re still beautiful to me,” Danuwoa said.
this was actually a comedy
“You know, this is getting weird, Ember.”
that part
“I took an Uber to get here. Danuwoa thinks I’m at the mall,” said Walela. I slapped my forehead. “No more lying to Danuwoa!
that’s so fckin rich coming from you
