Sugar my toast
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"You got a pretty ass there. "
I felt the cool air against my thigh and felt the goosebumps rise till my mid calf.
I quickly placed my hand on the ripped material of my dress and panicked. My eyes widened in alarm and I rushed to the nearest wall and covered the exposed skin.
I looked around to see if anyone saw me but fortunately everyone was busy chattering and drinking their champagne.
I looked towards him.
Instead of walking away, he came forward in slow steps but he paid no heed to my questioning look. He took his black tux off and slowly slid it around my waist, slightly pulling me towards him.
His face was really close to my ear and my breath hitched at the short distance between us.
"The teddy bears on your panties were surprisingly cute. You should wear them often." He whispered into my ear and that sent an instant butterfly parade in my stomach.
I looked up to his eyes and he stared back with his intense blue ones. He gave me one look and moved away. He slowly walked in the opposite direction, leaving me with a flushed face and his tux.
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Naomi Payn wasn't ready when she realized that she was living next door to Peter Zaveri, her crush since college freshman year. He was the same guy she used to admire but now he was a venture capitalist and he was not one of the nicest people to meddle with.
Turns out he was rude, really rude but she couldn't help getting drawn to him even more than before.
Will she be able to save herself from his anger or make him feel the love she had felt for him long ago?
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