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Lila Lopez.
She was admired by all men, and women, she was wanted, desired, untouchable.
Many men wonder why Lila is so untouchable, but only one man knows the reason why.
Lorenzo Perez.
The key to Lila's heart.
(Book 2 of the "When t...
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I scroll through Lila's instagram, staring at an old film-looking picture.
Fuck, I'm obsessed
I hover my finger over the like button, looking down and seeing it was only posted an hour ago, deciding I would look too eager if I did.
(This is the picture)
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I stare at the picture for another minute, narrowing my eyes at the guy in the back, I click on the back to see the tags, someone called Alex? I don't remember her mentioning anyone called Alex.
Oh well, it's not like we're dating.
I really regret how I texted Lila earlier today, it was a dick move, I didn't think the almost-kiss was a mistake. I would 100% do it again. I wish she had stayed longer this morning.
I see a notification come through on my phone, glancing away from Lila and up to the top of the screen.
*1 new message*
I click on the notification, to see it is from Anastasia, I roll my eyes. This is the woman Lila thinks is my girlfriend, I scoff at the thought.
Id rather die than have Ana as my girlfriend.
9:08 pm Anastasia. : hey wanna meet up? 😉
9:14 pm me : why?
9:14 pm Anastasia. : you know why, and I need to talk to you 🍑
9:20 pm me : fine I'll be at the club in 20.
9:21 pm Anastasia. : see you then 😉
I roll my eyes at her flirty message, wondering what she wants to talk about...she better not want to make this official.
Yeah, I mean we've fucked a handful of times, but we're no where near boyfriend and girlfriend status. I get up from my chair and walk towards my bedroom, slipping into some black jeans, a plain black T-shirt and some Jordan's.
