Rachel POV
Rachel sat on the large dark blue king sized bed yawning softly waiting for the phone call from her little Avah. She knew Avah was probably on her way here, but couldn't wait dialing her number slowly looking at the last few numbers she whispered them softl "5,8,9,1." she mumbled, although the 'Big' in the realtionship, Rachel always gathered butterflies in her stoamch when about to call the girl she had been with for three years. The phone rang and rang for what seemed like a centrey, and finally, "Hey babe! On my way, make sure the house isn't freezing pwease." she heard squeaked out causing a large smile only to whisper out to herself "Finally."
(Soooo, Until I can pull A Princess and her Mommy off ON HOLD, I will try to update a new book!)
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A Little and her Wrestler
RomanceThis is a book to hold you guys over until APAHM can be worked on, please share, I'd love to gain a small following xD. Love, Rachel.
