"Why do you have so much lingerie?,"
"Cuz I love to feel sexy when I'm about to be ravished,"
He raised his eyebrows.
"And.. I love to watch hot guys like you take it off of me, mm, it gets me so wet," she says seductively.
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A story in which a bo...
Getting to my driveway, I stopped at the closed gate. I reached and grabbed my phone, facing it towards the keypad.
We have a gatekeeper, but he just got off, literally 20 minutes ago.
It read my phone, and it confirmed the code. All of our phone's in our family, had the code programmed into it.
So once it read it off our phone, we could open it. I continued down my driveway, until I stopped inside the garage.
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I got out, grabbing my stuff, and shutting my door. I locked it, and walked out of the garage, to see Justin sitting in his white Range Rover, on his phone.
I walked up to his window and hit my hand against it, and watched him almost jump out of his skin.
I couldn't help but burst into laughter. His face was priceless.
He looked and saw it was me.
He looked mad as hell, but when he saw it was me, his features softened.
He opened the door, and slammed it back, shaking his head at me. "Are you crazy?," he asked.
"Maybe a little," I admitted.
He smiled.
An actual smile.
I liked it.
I nudged him, and he nudged me back.
"Your parents home?," he asked.
"It's just my mom, brother and I actually," I inform him.
"What happened to your dad?," he asks.
I bite my bottom lip gently, and turn away from him. I walk up the steps to the front door.
"Ariana?," he touched my arm, but I yanked it away.
"Please just.. don't ask about him," I said shakily, on the verge of tears.
He was a monster.
And I didn't want to talk about him.
"Okay, okay, I'm sorry," he said, scratching the back of his neck.
I sigh.
"No.. I'm sorry I just snapped on you, I just don't like talking about him, it's a sore subject," I tell him.
