Chapter 3
Dylan
I chuckled under my breath as Sophie stomped back past me and as she did so she stomped hard on my foot. Ouch, shit that hurt. But I kept laughing under my breath, she was just so ridiculously cute with her arms crossed like that. She obviously wasn’t paying attention because straight after stomping on my foot, she ran into her suitcase and tripped.
I reached out and grabbed her before she high-fived the floor with her face and set her up right.
“Are you ok?” I asked brushing her hair back, she was beautiful with bright inquisitive green eyes and strawberry blond her, a perfect nose, smattering of freckles across her nose, cheeks and along her cheek bones and – of course - absolutely kissable lips.
She even smelt good.
“Yeah, I’m quite fine. Thank you.” She said glaring at the floor while fixing the bag on her shoulder. My attention went back towards those kissable lips.
I grinned evilly with thoughts of kissing her.
She looked up and audibly swallowed.
“Did you have a nice trip?”
Her eyes narrowed, opened her mouth to say something then stopped, turned and started walking away.
“Have fun with the bags” she called back to me.
Good thing I worked out.
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Living in a Mansion
Novela JuvenilSophie Sherrin, a typical Australian girl escaping to the English countryside in hopes of out running a nasty divorce and painful memories. Unfortunately for Sophie though memories can be buried, the past can show up anywhere. Sophie decided that t...
