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The Color Violet
Tory Lanez
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Chapter 5
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Drunk, no, Tipsy yes
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This woman is practically a living embryo she's only twenty-one, for fuck sake.
People always say twenty-one to twenty-five are the best years of your life, it was both short of a lie.
Personally, for me, I'd rather shoot myself in the foot and knee than go back to my early twenties.
We both continued to walk to our cars before she spoke again. "But what do you mean, how old are you?" She asked more seriously and confused.
"Guess, mia sole," I said with my hands in my pockets. "Twenty...three, you don't look that much older than me." She says
"Sei così dolce ma così sbagliato." I say under my breath.
"What makes you think I'm that young in honesty what makes you think I'm that young" I stopped to turn and look at her.
She stopped once she realized I'd stopped.
"Well because no twenty-nine-year-old or a person nearing or in their thirties wouldn't have tattoos and not regret them" She folded her arms.
"Well I don't regret them" I shrugged and she rolled her eyes.
I put my hand on the back of her neck and pulled her close and her breath hitched.
I bent down and whispered in her ear I felt her chest rise and fall against my chest. "Don't roll your eyes at or I'll be the reason they roll."
And I pulled back and I watched as she regulated her breathing again.
"I'd rather eat glass— hell I'd rather lick the bottom of someone's shoe after they've stepped in cow shit" Once she finished I burst out laughing.
She looked at me and started to laugh too. What the hell is happening? I don't laugh so why am I laughing?
I quickly realized what I was doing and stopped. " You should get to your car sole" I say more seriously than I intended.
She slowly stopped laughing and looked at me confused then nodded.
She started to walk and I walked behind her but she turned around, "What the hell are you doing?" She asks
"I walking you to your car" I tucked my hand in the pocket of my trousers.
"No" she shakes her head, " you're walking yourself to your car" She says pointing her finger into my chest.
"I'm making sure you get to your car safely, okay, you might think I'm an ass but I'm not a bore" I explain
She just nodded and continued walking but then suddenly stopped.
YOU ARE READING
𝐑𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬|𝟏𝟖+
Romansa"Open your eyes for me, principessa" He said looking up at me. And I opened my eyes "Good girl, now keep them open for me babygirl " He kissed my thigh. "I want you to look in the mirror while taste you, I want you to see how pretty you look." �...
