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I exited my room and as I made my way down the stairs I could hear Brett's best friend and his son introduce themselves to my mum.
"-has told me a lot about you. This is my son Reece", the man said.
Damn that's one deep voice- WAIT WHAT? Did he just say Reece?!!
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Naomi POV
I gasped loud enough for everyone to hear and I sensed their heads all turn my way and look at me.
Shit, shit.
Slowly, I teared my eyes away from the ground and raised my head to look at them.
There was a tall fair skinned man standing next to Brett. He supported green eyes, a lean body, short brown hair and was wearing an expensive looking suit, similar to Brett's.
My eyes wondered around and I froze when it landed on the person I was searching for.
Reece fucking Chase.
He did look hot though, I'll give you that. Unlike his father, he was wearing a plain white t-shirt that put his muscles on display as well as hugged his abs, some black jeans, Adidas shows and had styled his hair up into a sexy quiff.
Reece was looking almost bored but his gorgeous green eyes lit up and twinkled with mischief once he spotted me.
I glared at him. Don't think I have forgotten about what you did on Facebook, you bitch. Then offering his dad a genuine smile, I introduced myself.
"Hey, I'm Naomi. It's nice to meet you Mr.Chase", I said, being formal and polite.
Mr.Chase smiled back warmly. "Oh Naomi please call me Richard."
"Ok then. Welcome to my house Richard", I said grinning.
Hmm he seems nice- unlike his son.
10mins later...
We were all seated at the big dinner table: me next to Reece (much to my dismay) and my mum, Brett and Richard all sitting on the other side of the table, leaving me and Reece together.
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Playing Mr. Badboy
Teen FictionRaising my hand I slapped Reece across his extremely sexy face. Hard. Well at least that was what I was attempting to do. A strong hand grasped my wrist midair, preventing me from doing so. Without warning I was slammed back-first against the bath...