Music for Cars

Music for Cars

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Jordyn is a typical, small town 17-year-old girl. The type of girl any mother would want her son to end up with. Bright, full of life. The girl you could tell anything to she looks so trustworthy. She's the girl that always has a smile on her face. With long, curly blonde hair, blazing green eyes, and a smile that kills. The girl that's always happy, always laughing. Jordyn is the happy brand of sexy, she's so bright you can't help but crave a little piece her. Justin is the type of guy your parents warn you about. The city boy that wears a lot of black, and a leather jacket. The boy you're afraid to catch feelings for because you aren't sure if he really has a heart at all, the type that makes a good girl want to sin. Tall, and dangerous looking. Dark hair, shaved on one side so the thick waves are pushed to the other, deep hazel eyes, and a rare smile that could melt anyone who seen it. Justin, is the dark kind of sexy, so mysterious you can't help but lust after him. The only things these two have in common is a talent. Justin, along with Jordyn, loves to sing. And they're both good at it.
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I shrunk back into my seat as his head snapped towards me. He looked like his head was going to fall off. His eyes were blazing with rage. His face was set into an icy glare. His fists that rested on the table were clenched so hard his knuckles were white. As he stood from his chair so did I. I felt like the prey to the biggest predator in the jungle. I took two steps back for every stride he took towards me. I gulped again before shaking me head. "She's just joking Ace." my voice quivered as I took another two steps back. "How do I know that?" he sneered down at me, his body towering over me. As I went to take another step backwards, my back made contact with the wall behind me. Well great. Now I'm cornered. This is just typical. ............................................................. One girl moves to the big apple after her family disintegrates around her. All she has left is her one brother. Well, that's what she thought. She attends college like a normal girl and even gains a job on the side with someone who just so happens to be her neighbor. One man has lived in a house most of his adult life. He owns multiple clubs and watched as his family disintegrated around him. All he has left is his sister. A small fragile girl moves next door and he finds himself infatuated. He lands her a job... As his assistant. He is dangerous. She is sly. He is rude. She is sweet. He can not lie and not get away with it. She can make any lie seem like the sweetest truth. She is a bad girl that hasn't been caught. He is a great catcher. Read to find out their twisted story.

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