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Demi
Hunter
Demi
Hunter
Hunter
Demi
my new classmate Demi Davis is one cool chick.
I’m not gonna lie—Hunter Davenport is growing on me.
Also, Rupi’s and Brenna’s cycles somehow synced up so now they get their periods at the same time. They’re really mean when that happens.
On Thursday night,
It’s happening again. I’m fantasizing about Demi Davis, and this time I ain’t stopping it.
Our box is the one for Wives and Girlfriends. I love it. We’re considered WAGs tonight,
that affair,
Nico grabs me, Darius and Pippa from campus.
I did catch my father banging his secretary when I was fourteen years old. I did tell my mom, and she did tell me to not interfere in their marriage. Just be a good boy and stay quiet because Daddy takes care of us and what kind of life would we have without him.
I don’t want to be with a liar and a cheater. I’m worth more than what you’ve given me.”
“Let me help you clean out your drawer before you go,” she says angrily.
“Dios mío!”
HIM: Because you know I’d have to say no, Semi. I’m out of commission. I don’t even try to make sense of the disappointment that flutters through me. My emotions are all over the place these days.
HUNTER: If I wasn’t, I’d be all over you, Demi.
There’s always someone with a shittier life than yours. That doesn’t turn the shit in your life into roses.”
Fascinated by child psychopaths, unhealthy relationship with food, will break your PlayStation if you f*%k with me.
“Was that your move?” Delight dances in her eyes. “Licking the lips, brushing hair off my face, that little thumb rub. That’s totally the move. Right?” I flash a cocky smile. “Depends. Did it work?” “Yes,” she says frankly, and now it’s my breath that hitches.
Demi’s ex since the night she went all Carrie Underwood on his stuff.
she’s too busy singing along or bopping her sexy torso to the beat. She’s the cutest fucking thing and I want to kick myself for rejecting her.
“That’s Dean,” I tell Demi, who for once is speechless. “Oh,” she finally remarks. “Wow.” I narrow my eyes. “What does that mean?”
“It means he’s insanely attractive.” “Yeah, and he knows it,” Garrett says with a sigh.
There’s always chemistry when two hot people are dancing, it’s inevitable. But the sight of Dean’s hands on Demi’s body makes my blood boil.
I want Hunter Davenport.
silence her protest with a growl. “You want your rebound? I’ll give you your fucking rebound. Let’s go.”
She got her man
His bare torso taunts me. Smooth golden flesh with a smatter of hair between his heavy pecs. Sculpted abs tapering into a trim waist.
“Oh my goodness. That thing’s been under there this entire time?”
lol nice
But Hunter makes noise.
I love how vocal he is.
I love the needy haze in his eyes as he raises himself up on his elbow and peers down at me.
It feels so ridiculously good, and I get impossibly wetter.
“I promise you, I’m not seeing anybody else. I’m not
sleeping with anybody else. I’m with you, and I’m all in.” His voice cracks. “I love you.”
Yes, she had her violent breakdown, her fit of rage when she hurled Nico’s stuff out the window and clocked him in the face.
But I don’t think she ever fully dealt with the emotional implications of what Nico did.
But this girl, the gorgeous woman in my lap—I’m definitely in love with her. I love everything about her. Her intelligence, her sassiness, her craziness. She has the most dynamic personality. There are so many different facets to Demi Davis, and the more I learn about her, the more I love her.
Maybe that’s damn naïve of me, but ten chicks could walk in here right now, buck naked, and I’d still only have eyes for you.
Fuckin’ Demi. That woman is literally the best thing that’s ever happened to me.
