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It’s a personal goal of mine to try every restaurant, or food, my friends tell me is “the best”. If not to prove them wrong, then to enjoy the deliciousness that is food.
I fully intend to purchase it as soon as I can afford anything beyond the food necessary to survive.
Fawn decided to invite her friend from her Pilates class.
Oh. Snap.
But my body is not a temple. It’s an amusement park. Filled with popcorn, corn dogs, neon lights, and loud music.
My frown deepens, but it doesn’t dissuade the bouncing shortcake in front of me. Her bouncing is even more distracting than her interrupting my office with all her color. Reaching out one hand, I place it on her shoulder to stop the tormenting bouncing.
You, sir, are going to wear those clothes, and you are going to bounce with me and we’re going to have fun. And maybe, if you’re lucky, you’ll even smile.”
“Let’s go, Mr. Grumpapotomus.
And although his personality isn’t my type, his body sure as hell is.
Being drawn to someone can be dangerous.
As this morning has proven, I am not done with Micaela Hart yet. One night and morning will not be enough to satiate my hunger for her sugary sweetness. I’ll have to be extra vigilant to make sure to break off anything before it develops into more than what it is. Sex.
One: Dick move.
Two: Lie to yourself more. That’s cute.
Lethal Lala.
“Shortcake?”
Noooooo!!!!! This will be her derby name forever and always.
I only feel. Feel her, her lips, her hands and skin. My world has been narrowed down to only Micaela.
He says he doesn’t want anything more than a sexual relationship, but the way he holds me when we sleep suggests otherwise.
She’s… she’s everything I never expected.”
