February 24th, 2011.
Dear Lils,
Pssh. My rambling is far from cute, my dear. I’m glad I make you smile, though. Such a pretty girl should be smiling 24/7. <3
As for me being kinky, that may be true, but don’t tell anyone. Keep my secrets. ;)
That would be hypocritical, wouldn’t it? Ha! I see what you did there, Lils.
Of course you got it, because it makes sense, doesn’t it? Back to the no-sense/sense inception again. Am I confusing you? Good!
Vic apologized to me. Thank you dearest. <3
C’mon! Vincent is Vic’s middle name. Why now Alberto; Bertie for short? That’s my middle name. It’s a lot cuter, too. Don’t you think that’d be a great name for him? I do! He says, “You’re very welcome cutie.” He winked. Gross. He wants you, Lils. ;D
Lils, on a serious note, I wanted to let you know that you can talk to me about anything and everything. In a previous letter, I realized you said you had anxiety. Before you reply to anything else, I want you to tell me all about your life, your flaws (I doubt you have any, though) and everything. Just tell me about your life in the next letter, and we’ll get back to the other, random shit later. Mkay?
Still writing with my left hand,
Jamie.
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The Letters [Jaime Preciado] [Book 1]
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