Seven Minutes
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*I will be editing the first few chapters of this story soon as they are quite cack in comparison to the rest, but until I have the time, I hope you can withstand their quality and enjoy the book as a whole*
“I’ll make you a deal.” He whispered as his lips trailed soft kisses down my throat and along my collar bone. “I’ll help you get what you need, if you give me what I want.”
My heart seemed to stop at his words, “What do you want?” My voice cracked as his hands gripped tighter to my hips, pulling me closer to him. His lips came up to rest barely a breath away from mine. “How badly do you need it?” He asked.
I didn’t even have to think about it, “More than you know.” I replied.
I could feel his smirk against my lips as he let out a deep sigh, “Then what I want can come later.” He decided, and then pressed his lips firmly to mine.
Riley Scott has always lain low, been the nice girl, the innocent girl, with a troubling home life that she would never admit to, she never wanted to be the centre of attention, but when her best friend drags her to a party her whole world is thrown upside down.
Forced into a game of seven minutes in heaven, Riley has to endure four hundred and twenty seconds in the dark with the one person she can’t stand; Beck Harris.
Riley is unprepared for the events that happen next; she could never expect that her family would finally fall apart, leaving her to pick up the pieces alone, that is until someone offers her a chance to get it all back.
But for a price.
Can Riley give up everything she prides herself on for the one thing she has always wanted?
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