chewing gum song. (Silvia song)
Sylvia's POV
I stood near the bar to get a drink.
I was tired of giving glares to a certain person."Cosmopolitan I presume." Someone said behind me.
I turned around to look and it was Ashton.
"Talk of the devil.." I whispered.
"What's that?" He asked.
"I said that's not my drink"
"Then, screwdriver? Or Moscow Mule?"
I signed," this may take forever so let me save you the trouble of tormenting guessing."
I turned to the bartender," An Aviation please."
And then turned to him. " well that could have taken a while, I didn't assume you as an Aviation type of girl." He said to me.
"I am what is called unexpected," I said in a sarcastic way.
"Is this seat taken he asked me? " he asked me.
I lied. "Yes"
He sat down beside me. I rolled my eyes.
"Tell me something about yourself." He said.
"Read the magazine or tabloid. You will get to know me." I replied. Not at all interested to talk to him.
"I do know that but, I think that is just a gossip. I want to get to know the real you"
"Why the sudden interest in me?" I asked him.
"Just answer me," he said.
"If I do will you leave me alone?" I asked him. The bartender gave me my drink.
"Nope." He smiled.
" then why should I?"
"I will keep asking you until you do." He said.
"Don't you have somewhere else to be? I think your date is looking for you." I said taking a sip of my drink.
"Oh my, are you that eager to get rid of me? Hate me that much?"
I scoffed," wow, see you know something about me, and even without myself telling you." I said with a sarcastic attitude.
He looked calm. I didn't expect that.
"Okay, let's make a bet."
"A Bet?"
"Yeah if I win you have answered my question." He said drinking his scotch.
"And what makes you think I want to play with you?"
"If you win then I will leave you alone and you can enjoy your evening the way you want, without me."
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The Perfect Storm R18+ (COMPLETED)
Romance*mature* 💋💋THIS BOOK IS YOUR SEXY HOT SAUCY GUILTY PLEASURE at your fingertips...WARNING: contains explicit sex💋💋 Sometimes a kiss can take us deeper than we think, a tint of mischief a cup of pleasure and the flavor of desire. ...