Racy & Reckless

Racy & Reckless

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The wind engulfs my body as I travel through the air in a daze. I guess you can say I wasn't always such a risk taker. I mean, two years ago I definitely was innocent and sheltered. I now sky dive, jump off bridges, get drunk on weekends and mouth off sometimes... And, right now in this particular moment, I happen to be free falling from a bridge. The mixture of cheers above me and my fast beating heart gives me the adrenaline I crave. I suppose I could explain to you how exactly I got myself into this situation, but it wouldn't do much justice. It involves a pair of green eyes the color of emeralds and abs as rock hard as a six pack of beer. Standing on the end of the bridge, Nathan Strauff, the biggest badass in town, was about to fulfill one of his dares in just his underwear. Rumor has it that he's never even turned one down. I can't even shake the fact that he was hog tied like a pig- arms, legs and all. And now here I am, falling into god knows what beneath me... all to save someone I just met from drowning. Allow me to run you through how exactly I stumbled upon this situation that involves one very bold boy and his pair of evergreen eyes. ************ Hey guys ;) That's a little edited excerpt from chapter 1. If you like what you see, feel free to read, comment and vote! Thanks for reading <3.
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