Stutter.: Rayne-Moore University (Rayne-Moore University Duet Book 2)

by Ruby M. Darling

Even though her half mask is a moth, she looks like an angel. The shape of her body reminds me of Raven.

These guys are fucking idiots man. How do you not know it’s her.

The whiskey in my stomach sours. “How many more?” I slur the question. “Until it’s done.”

Bro..Mav is the key to her getting away with everything.

“Where is she?” “Paris. Jonas and Raven will be meeting me there. Would you like to come with?” I scrunch my nose, feel my brows furrow. “To meet your parents?” Damon shrugs as though this isn’t an issue. As if bringing me to meet his parents is second nature.

I drop to my knees, a servant before his goddess and crawl to her.

“Go get more books, baby. I just have to talk to her really fast and I’ll be back, okay?” She shrugs and I hand her my wallet. The whole thing. She can have it all. I know she has her own. But she’ll never use hers when she’s with me.

I love Jonas

“Shadowwasthereshadowwasthereshadowwasthere shadow… saw. Shadow… saw. Shadow was there.

Probably Axel

I’ll make sure to give her the perfect sleeping concoction. She won’t feel a thing.

Damon is a psychopath

Damon sits behind me and all it does is embarrass me further. As a doctor, he’s proud and makes me read out loud for twenty minutes. He assesses me, always jots down my progress in a little black notebook he keeps on his person, double clicks his pen, and pockets both of them. As my boyfriend, he’s worried. He doesn’t say it out loud, but he looks at me with concern. He always takes me out for soup or ice cream afterward, depending on how sore my throat is, and worst of all – He won’t let me blow him! Like he’s scared he’ll damage my vocal cords further. Sometimes, a girl just wants to choke on a fat dick until she’s crying and gagging and told how pretty she looks with a dick in her mouth.

This is just getting ridiculous

Good. I hope he fucking hurls as soon as he gets home. I hope he can’t sleep, and he tosses and turns and can’t eat. I hope his pillow is warm on both sides and they make his favorite book into a movie – not a series – and ruin it.

Humph! I almost let out a squeal when I see Jonas and Maverick cuddling.

pffffft

Jonas says, “Damon, nix the coffee, make some of your chocolate!” And the door slams shut behind them. “You live like this?” Maverick chuckles. “Never a dull moment,” I reply dryly as we watch both Jonas and Raven run around the yard, throwing snowballs at the other outside from different sections of the kitchen.

this is so weirddddd! its like damon is thier dad ughhh

“Damon they’re the only ones left. Plus the house is so big.” He argues with a whine. Fucking hell. He’s learned how to pout like my Amourette, and I groan, waving a hand in resignation. These two will be the death of me.

See. Treating them like his kids. I hate it

He writes a check out to the animal rescue for forty thousand dollars and leaves with an “I hope you have a really great Christmas if that’s what you celebrate.” “Happy Hanukah,” she replies with tears in her eyes, still staring at the check in disbelief. I pull out my own checkbook

We’re still using checkbooks pfft lame