It Only Takes A Year

It Only Takes A Year

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"Why are you all dressed up?" I ask. His hair is comb ,but parts of it falls in front of his face. I never noticed how handsome he really is until now. "I have a date tonight." I try to hide my laughter. "I'm sorry does that amuse you?" "Actually, yes it does. See Ashton you're more of a cute bunny and men your age are like sexy foxes. At the end of the night,ladies want a sexy fox." "I can be sexy." I laugh a bit more as Ashton tries to make a valid point. "I can get any girl in New York City. I can even get you to fall in love with me." "I doubt it. I'm way out of your league." "My dad has a saying. 'It only takes a year'. I could have you if I wanted." The taxi driver stops the car at my apartment complex. "Have fun on your date, bunny." "Watch out,Violet...or else this bunny will turn in to a fox real quick." I scoff. "I doubt it." •~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ 18-year old Violet spends her New Years celebrating the one day if the year that revolves around her. All the glamour is never enough to satisfy her. The cars, the fashion shows, the money, the celebrities... It never satisfied her. For one year she wants things to be different. She wants a life saver. Even if it means losing the thing that makes her...well, Violet. That's when 21-year old Ashton Rider comes in. A college drop out and a working man who tries to take care of his family even a decade after the death of his father. He too just wants a little good to come of his poor life. With the dark secrets he keeps from the world, he manages to look on the upside of things. "Things take time to build the way you want them to. It only takes a year to know when something has sprouted or is worth waiting to sprout," his father told him. "It only takes a year,Ash. Just you wait." This story includes harsh language against race and sexuality, sexy scenes, and some sadness. Enter at your own risk....but it's a good book trust me :)
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BOOK 2 OF 3 Sequel to Tell Me The Truth - "Violet, I need to tell you something." Phoebe mumbles somewhat nervously. "Can it wait?" "Not really, it's about who-" "Fuck, I don't have time, I'm sorry!" I take everything from her hands and the doorman opens the door to the building for me with a big smile. I don't so much as glance around on the way to the elevator. Usually I would take my time studying the current interior and grade them in my head, but I actually have no time for any of that. I tap my foot impatiently in the elevator and straighten out everything in my hands while I head up to the fortieth floor. I watch the numbers move up achingly slow and barely wait for the doors to open before I slip through them. I head down the hall and see an open door that leads to a big office space. When I enter, I'm immediately met with a warm smile from the receptionist. I exhale heavily and smile back. "Violet Parker?" She asks and I nod my head, still trying to catch my breath. "Sorry I'm late." "You're right on time." She stands from her desk and leads me toward the conference room in the middle of different offices and cubicles. She opens the door and gestures for me to step through. The chatter from the men in the room dies down when I enter and I barely look up at them, just trying to get my stuff on the table before I drop any of it. "I apologize for not being here sooner, I see you started without me." I say with a smile. "Not at all, you can't start the show without the star." A friendly sounding older gentleman says and I smile wider, turning on the charm, and finally look up to assess the room of men in front of me. I lift my head to look toward the end of the table and everything stills. My eyes lock with a very familiar pair of green ones and I feel the color drain from my face as everything around me turns into white noise. Harry. - TW: VIOLENCE, UNHEALTHY RELATIONSHIPS, ANXIETY, LOSS, MATURE

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