Lumberjack love

Lumberjack love

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication mer., mai 22, 2019
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Romance
I gaze into his deep blue eyes that are swirling with an unknown emotion. I scan my eyes over his gorgeous chiseled face and he smirks back at me. He's looking right back into my eyes with such an intense look that I feel a blush spread across my face. "W-why are you looking at me like that?" I stutter nervously as he holds his intense gaze and bites his pink lips. "I'm trying to figure out if you'll let me kiss you," the lumberjack grins at me before leaning in. ___ Skylar is the new kid in school with a horrifying past. Her best friend Ellie's family just won the lottery and moved to Fiji and now she is all alone. Her parents died in a car crash and she has to live with her dying grandma in the middle of the woods but there is one cabin with a got lumberjack maybe she can find love. One night she gets knocked out cold and she knows only one person can save her. Her lumberjack.
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The "Please..." I hear her whimper and I go into full panic mode. "Calm down, okay? Deep breaths. Don't hang up. I'll be with you soon. Where are you?" I rush as I grab the car key sitting on the glass table. I run into the garage with my dad behind me. "What do you need?" Dad asks "A room. A big one." He runs back inside as I hear her voice again. "Basement...blood...Elle..." I hear sounds of movement in the background and connect the dots. Elle's bleeding, or something... "Deep breaths baby, deep breaths. It's okay, you're okay" I murmur reassuring words to her, thankful that there's no traffic. Several thoughts run through my mind as I drove to her house. The last time we spoke, she could barely stand me, but now she's calling me. I feel kinda used, but now's not the time to think about that. I reach her house in a matter of minutes and shove the door open. The house is quiet, save for my heavy breathing and footsteps. I reach the basement and take in the sight in front of me. Blair cradles her brutally beaten-up sister in her lap as she rocks herself back and forth blinking very frequently. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Currently being edited Look out for cringe worthy typos and plot loopholes

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