Passenger Princess

by Morgan Elizabeth

Shoulders back, tits out, bitch. You were born for great things.

"A real passenger princess, aren't you?"

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You so like me, Jaime Wilde.

“I probably would be if I had anyone else with me. Lucky for me, I’ve got a Jaime, so I know you’d never let anything happen to me.”

"I'm the furthest thing from hating you, Princess, for better or worse. I think it's pretty clear."

When her tongue comes to touch mine, dancing with it, battling for dominance, it's like our everyday interactions but in a kiss: sugary sweet with a hit of fire.

lol

The afternoon event is simple, exploring the cute Main Street of Augusta, Miss Georgia's hometown, and then going to a fundraising dinner with a meet and greet where fans donated extra to say hi to me and Miss Georgia, a sweet woman named Vanessa, and, unfortunately, Anne.

goodbye lmfao not Augusta

“We shouldn’t be doing this,” I say, breathing heavily as his hand dips beneath the low neck of my dress and cups my breast.

girl be fr you literally were saying the exact opposite not even 4 pages ago

A paragraph is underlined, a detailed description of a woman being fucked against a wall, the man's hand around her neck constricting to reduce blood flow. And in the margins, a single scribbled word: tonight.

okay wait.....

She stares at me, and I think, for what might be the first time, I've successfully shocked Ava Bordeaux.

"Read it to me."

wait................i'm a bit jealous of this

"Don't play dumb. You're a smart woman, I know you heard me."

ok i need to chill

"You're taking me shopping, and you closed down the entire store so I could buy books in peace?"

fuck im so jealous

"You're gonna give Jaime a fuckin' coronary. Just look at him."

“You’re a smart girl, Ava. You knew I was in love with you that first night.”

He looks around the room, the intruder lying on the floor, tied up with multiple hair tools, covered in glitter and dry shampoo, and who the fuck knows what else, before closing his eyes and sighing.

lol he is over it

"You said you love the idea of falling in love. I don't, Ava. I love being in love with you, and I love the idea of you getting your happily ever after every damn day.

"Of course I will, Jaime. You have a way cooler last name than me."

Wilde is not cooler than bordeaux ?????

"Oh my god, you so totally love me," I whisper against his lips. "Yeah, I really do," he agrees.