Get Dirty
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Última atualização seg, jun 18, 2012
Blair, is a good girl. Well, at least to her parents. But really, she's hell in a neatly wrapped package. Remington, is a straight out bad boy. He won't even deny it. One bad girl is trouble enough, but a bad boy and a bad girl?
Oh Shit.
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-Taste Of The Story-
" What the hell do you mean you freaking lost the key!" I blurt out. The cop shrugs as if it'll magically fix everything. Sweetie if that really worked, I wouldn't be in this situation. I'd be making out with at cute cop over there, I think to myself.
" Well, do you have a spare key?" Remington asked.
I glare at him. Thinking, 'why didn't I ask that?'
" That was the spare key!" The cop says agitated.
" Well, don't you have another one?" He demands. The cop shakes his head. Remington frowns.
" We'll try to find something that'll get the handcuffs off. But in the meanwhile, you two are going to be stuck with each other."
Me and Remington look at each other with faces of horror.
Oh shit.
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Coming soon! Depending on how much heat this story gets!-Angel
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