Guys kept coming up to Kiera, and every time, Gray pushed them away. She smiled as she had her arms around his neck, his hands on her waist. They danced the whole night. He stayed by her side, and never left unless she asked him to do her a favor.
And she was the same to him, except he pulled her wherever he went. Even to the bathroom.
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Hurricane
Short StoryGray Adkins was the perfect boy. Every parent wanted a child like him, and that aggravated Kiera Jonson so much. She known him for years, and she knew that he changed a lot. She was determined to see the real side of him - a side he wants no one to...
