Withstanding Wyatt
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Last published Thu, Apr 25, 2019
"Like what you see?" He slurred, sending a wave of bourbon in my face.
Drunken idiot, I thought rolling my eyes, finally shaking my nerves.
"All I see is a narcissistic ass," I spat. How dare he come in here acting holier than thou. "If you don't mind, I'd like to watch the rest of the video," I sassed turning forward.
He remained silent, staring at me with that irritating grin plastered on his face.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Hmm, because I can see it now" he murmured, grasping a strand of my loose hair and tucking it neatly behind my ear.
The feeling of his proximity caused my stomach to hollow. His fingertips explored my neck. He inched closer, slamming another spiced scented breath in my face. "I will be the love of your life," he whispered. My body convulsed, and Wyatt fell forward.
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