Catch me If You Can

Catch me If You Can

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Daniella is a 16 year old girl, who keeps to herself most of the time. She wants a drama free life, but of course, not everyone can get their way, can they? She soon meets up with hilarious, likable and did I mention, totally hot, Connor McNabb. And she catches his eyes. Daniella starts to fall for this great guy. But will he catch her before she fall hard for him? ♥ I look at him, and his smile tugs at my heart;telling me to smile back. How can I smile back when hot tears were boiling at the deep part of my chest? How can one boy make me feel so special, and so...angry at the same time? His eyes caught up to the sun, making them a lighter shade. His eyes flicker to my lips and he leans forward..He stops for a second and looks up at my eyes. He pulls apart from our almost kiss and looks at the window, gazing at the patches of land I'll soon be leaving. My eyes look at his lips as they move forming words. "You wanna bet?" ha says, closing his eyes. ♣ Catch me if you can..
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Underage

I feel the breath of air on the back of my neck. My limbs freeze and my breath catches in my throat. The male hands grab me by the hips. I can't move. His lips are by my ear, grazing the skin, his teeth tugging on my earlobe. His breath is hot on my skin, his lips moving down to my neck. My head tilts slightly. I shake my head. He doesn't have a weapon, I do. I turn in his grip, raising my bat. He catches the swing with one hand. He doesn't even flinch. "I wouldn't do that baby." His voice is like velvet, filling up the room. His lips are back on my neck, his tongue trails over the skin. The voice, the lips, are familiar. "You might mess up my pretty face." "Pretty face, my ass." I let the bat drop to the floor in-between the two of us. I should've known. "What are you doing here?" "Besides scaring you shitless?" "You didn't-" "Don't lie, I saw what you did to those poor hangers." *** It's a game of cat and dog. A game that's lasted four years. A game that expires in three short months. It's a battle of wits, of sarcasm, of teasing one liners, of sloppy kisses that may lead to more but nothing passed physical. It's a game with no rules. And they seem to be breaking them all. Thea Shaw and Ethan Michaels have a complicated relationship. One that neither wants to come to an end. But with college nearing and feelings developing what will come of their little game? He promises her one last summer of underage fun; parties, sunsets, long talks, sweet kisses, and no talk of college until it's time to leave. There are only two ways this summer can end. Either in each other's arms or the breaking of their hearts. #4 in New Adult [COMPLETED]

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