The Touch

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Hi you guys thanks for reading another part of my book. I will try to update atleast every Friday but I make no promises. If you have any suggestions just message me and I will deliver to the best of my ability. Sorry for any mistake I realy don't have the time to proof read. thanks and plz like

Alana's pov :

As he immediately closed the cooler door he said his name was Jonathan but everyone called him Greyson. He said sorry about yesterday and that he would make it up somehow. He had a very low deep voice but very seductive. When I reached the counter I realized he was very close to me. So close that I could feel him breathe heavily down my back. It sent chills down my spine. We then reached my GT Mustang that I had been saving up for since freshman year. I was leaned on the side and he faced me.

"So beautiful how has the day gone?"

"Do you even have the right to call me beautiful after what you did today?"

"What have I ever done to you sweetheart?"

"Well let me see, you ignored me yesterday in calculus and refused to talk to me after I politely introduced my self."

" I didn't want to charm you to much with my good looks."

"Oh god don't be so full of yourself. That is not so charming now is it ?"

"What? You know I am handsome. Its obvious by the way you were all googling over me when I walked into the room."

Oh gosh darn he saw that? Oh well. He is handsome and sexy. You could tell he was tone through his shirt. I loved the way his hair just naturally spiked as he ran his fingers through it. I was amazing I thought as I wondered what it would be like to run my fingers through those gorgeous blonde spikes of his. Stop I tell myself I haven't even really known the guy and aim already fantasizing about him.

He then grabs me thighs and i then get butterflies in my stomach like a thirteen year od girl. He then sweep my hair out of my face and looked in my eyes and said got to go babe. As he walked by I texted Saige Menton my best friend or sister since sixth grade. I told her to meet me at my apartment and we would get pizza and movies and have a girls night and that's when the butterflies expanded throughout my whole body.

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