Another Day I've Conquered
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That’s when I saw her. Now, I wasn’t one for all the romance crap, and I had my fair share of girls and their lips. Never once had I actually been in a relationship, and I hadn’t really ever thought about being in one. My mom kind of ruined the whole ‘werewolf mate’ thing for me, when she left my dad, who by the way, is a werewolf. Watching my dad try to pick up the shattered pieces of himself after my mom left... that had probably been the worst thing a kid my age could’ve seen at the time. The second being: witnessing your best friend’s-almost-death.
Now I’m getting off track. The girl that walked in? Damn. She was a looker. By looker I mean if she had walked down a street, I literally would’ve stopped the car I was driving in, rolled down the window, and fell to the ground in a puddle of drool.
She had fiery red hair that hung around her oval face in a curtain of flame. Freckles spattered the bridge of her nose, and lightly on her cheeks, while blue eyes flickered around the room, scanning over me and my friends. Her gaze stopped on me for a moment, before she blushed at my attentive gaze, turning to what I guessed was one of her friends.
“Hey Saxon?” Marc spoke up. I turned to him. He pointed at the corner of his mouth, a smirk on his face. “You got a little drool...”
**Sequel to Another Day In Paradise**
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