Violet Rose,
the definition of perfect as she grew up in a family with fame obsessed parents. Never has it been easy for her, publishing her own first book at seventeen, her parents wanting her to get married at twenty three.
But what if there's a m...
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Logan Reat:
Oh my god. I'm allowed to date Violet.
"Why are you staring at me like that?" Cole snaps me out of my thoughts. He explained everything to me and I can finally freely ask Violet out. Holy shit.
"Logan?" he snaps with his finger and I blink. "Nothing. I- great, thanks." I stutter like a complete idiot, causing him to chuckle. "God, you're down bad already." he puts his hand on my shoulder before getting up and walking out of my room.
I feel so stupid, sitting here and smiling to myself. Fucking hell. I don't need to hide anymore, I can date Violet and tell the whole world. Even worse, I want the whole damn world to know that I like this woman and I want her to be mine. Since when does that happen?
I have to go see her. Whipped motherfucker. I get up and grab my keys, rushing downstairs. "Hey Logan, where are you going?" Emilio walks out of the kitchen while I go to put on my shoes.
I look up and his face twists into confusion when I smile at him. "I really like that hoodie." I beam, pointing at the all-white, no imprint, hoodie and he stares me up and down.
"Are you okay?" he takes a few steps back and my lips tilt up even more. "I have never been better." I say and he leaves with a concerned expression glued to his face.
I open the front door and flinch when I see Violet stood there, reaching for the doorbell. I just wanted to go see her and now I suddenly lose my voice? "..hi." she speaks, making me blink and then my eyes drift to her lip. That lip that she sucked in once again.
"Hi." I answer my eyes switching between hers. I sigh. "Violet I-" I get cut off when I feel two arms wrap around my neck and a head nuzzling itself into the crook of my neck, that familiar scent going up my nose. "I'm sorry." I wrap my arms around her waist, inhaling that damn perfume of hers. I love that she smells so good.
"Don't apologize, I get it." "No I- I panicked and I shouldn't have said that-"I get cut off again. But in the best way possible.
She kisses me. Her hands on my cheeks and her lips on mine as I hold her up. She's so soft and I could do this forever. I need her to be mine. She pulls back, resting her forehead on mine, both of our eyes still closed. "I meant nothing of that. You know that Violet, come on tell me you know exactly how much I crave you." her breath hitches and I press my lips onto hers again.
"Are the boys home?" she asks, making me open my eyes. "They're leaving in five minutes, why?" I question and she hums, pulling the hair on the back of my head. "Then take me up to your room and show me how much you crave me." she speaks and my eyes snap to meet hers. "Violet-"
