Hurro my lovely smexi beastass! Toldya I would update before thirteen. Anyway. I'm getting more and more inspired but that doesn't mean imma upload alot though cause school starts on thirteen. FUUUUUU- Anyway hope you'll enjoy and like my update!
“So there was nothing to it?” Drake asked as I took longer strides getting slightly annoyed by his pestering. I cursed the day I was born with short legs.
“Nope. Nothing in there. No sparks, no butterflies no…”
“Fireworks?” Drake asked. I stopped and spun my heel to face him a serious face plastered on my face.
“No. There is not. Period.”
“Good. Cause I wouldn’t want you pestering me while Deborah is around.” I scoffed at his words.
“Drake. You are pestering me.” I poked his sturdy chest that popped out of his shirt. He was looking very handsome indeed.
“Oh come on woman, you know what I mean.” He said throwing his hands on the air.
“Okay okay. I’m gonna find a way to hook you up with Deb.” I patted his shoulder and his eyes lit up.
“So ugh.. Why did you kiss me?” He asked for the umpteenth time and I shook my head still not believing this big dummy.
“Drake Drake Drake, my poor boy. Can we just keep off that topic?” I shut his mouth with my point finger and started to walk.
I can’t afford to tell Drake that I kissed him to make Marcus jealous. No matter how crazy that might be that’s the only answer I can think of. I know it’s really unfair on Drake’s side but damn hell he was indeed a good kisser. That probably was the craziest and silliest thing I have ever did in my whole life besides jumping on the road to save that god damned bracelet and being saved by my boyfriend who on the spot died for me. Shit. Okay let’s not think about that.
Think about your happy place woman.
Bed of roses?
No. Too many thorns.
Inside a sweet honey den?
Are you an idiot? There would be bees there!
Well maybe on the bed..under the sheets encaged within those long muscular arms that kept me safe….
Ugh-huh. Keep going.
..under the sweet moonlight that passed through the glass windows of the room..
You getting there woman! Keep it going! You’re getting to your happy place!
..and then I’d wake up facing his deep ocean blue eyes and his wonderful lips ..
Whose lips?
Mar- WHAT IN THE NAME OF SPOONS AND FORKS AM I TALKING ABOUT?!
I literally slapped my face to make sure I was okay. Fever! Probably this was some sort of fever. Right..fever.
“Ugh. What are you doing?” Montana said. I looked at her back and noted that her blond allies where nowhere to be seen.
“Without due respect your bitchiness, where art thou’s Barbie doll clones? Not that I care.” I said tilting my head because I know it annoys her the most. Take note, Barbie’s are fucking plastic and so is she.
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Falling Again
Romance“Drei..” I looked back at him and his lips came crashing back on mine. But this time, deeper and more passionate. When the kiss was getting good, the devil pulled away and grinned at me cockily, “I thought my kiss was outrageous?” He said. “Yes, y...
