❝𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝙿𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟶𝟷, 𝙸 𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏. ❞ ׂׂૢ་༘ 💌 ࿐ೢִֶָ 𝐈 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐠𝐨 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐛 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐦 𝐥𝐢𝐩, 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐩 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧. 𝐍𝐨𝐰, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐞𝐱𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐞, 𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧, 𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞. 𝐌𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲. 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭. 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜. 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐧𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧, I am an empty shell filled with her touch.

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)