My Angel

My Angel

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Without a word he came closer to me, he knelt down, slowly taking off his leather jacket, as I watched his shoulder muscles roll underneath the thin fabric of his t-shirt. He leaned in and I automatically moved back in the matrass, making space for him. He climbed in, turning to face me. He put an arm around me and pulled me closer to his hard torso. Now every inch of my upper body was connected with his and that sent me on a state of adrenaline and sudden lust. I hitched a leg around his hip and pressed myself closer to him. Without the minimum hesitation he put a hand on my almost necked ass and pulled me even closer, while his lips crashed on mine sending me on hyperventilation. ... Rachel is one of those girls with seriously non existing luck...like her luck litterally ran out screaming from her life. But who cares? Life wasn't about luck to her. She was fighting her way out of the dark. She was determined to quiet that raging anger she felt after her best friend died leaving her even more lonely than she already was. All she needed was to be a little more crazy, lose control. Clear her head. And most of all...trust the right people. She could do that could't she? She wanted peace of mind, she wanted to live like everyone else...carefree. To do that she needed to find out who pulled the trigger on her best friend that night. She needed closure. She needed help too...but getting help from someone also means trusting and she wasn't sure if she could trust anyone anymore. Dylan was her shadow from a long long time... But was he her guardian angel or her doom? Will she be scared to death when she finds out or she'll be glad? ... THANK YOU Very much to SAMI, for the amazing cover...or should I say coverS. :) (For the Moon...)
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Taylor, a beautiful and young college student, ready to take on the world with her quick wit and incredible talent for reporting and journalism, soon finds herself in a sticky situation. Did she dig too deep into the wrong persons story? Tanner, a handsome and mature yet shy student studying law. He wants to go into the police force as a detective, possibly a private detective. He's only taking a few law classes for fun before he goes to the police academy. What will happen when they try to solve a mystery together? Will they help or hurt each other? Or along the way, will they somehow fall in love without trying to? ~ I say, "I'm sorry..." as my breathing is uneasy. "Don't be," he bends down to help pick up the mixture of books and papers and coffee I just spilt everywhere. "Are you okay? You seem disturbed." He lays his hand on mine and 8 can't help but look up, "Umm, to be honest, no, but that's not any of your business. Sorry again." I break the eye contact. "It can be if someone is trying to hurt you." He stops me again. "H- How did you..." I stop and am now looking him dead in the eye. "This is gonna sound creepy, but I've been watching you." He looks panicked, "Not in a creepy way though!" "What?" I keep eye contact. "I've just been observing you. That sounds awful." He looks and sounds even more panicked than before, "I mean, I think you're beautiful and I just didn't know how to approach you. I tend to be socially awkward with girls I have an interest in and I didn't want to scare you off..." He trails off, "But when I see you around, my gaze gravitates towards you," he sighs, "I sound like a total creep. I'm sorry." He pauses, "I've noticed you've been looking over your shoulder a lot and are in a rush in the halls. Almost like you're running away from something..." His eyes meet mine and I can tell he's being genuine, "I can help you." he says sympathetically. I nod and whisper, "He's always knows where I am and always knows my next move."

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