My Secret Life With a Boy Band

My Secret Life With a Boy Band

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WpMetadataNoticeÚltima publicación mié, ene 15, 2020
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Paulette (Letty) Weston immediately stops believing in love and soulmates when her five-year relationship ultimately comes to a harsh end at her seventeenth birthday party. When she wins a drawing for an opportunity to spend an entire day with her favorite pop group of all time, her life completely takes a drastic turn as she is forced to deal with devilishly hot boys and insane fangirls. --- "So, what was that jerk like anyway?" I press my lips together and lift my eyes so that I'm gazing at his curious gaze. My heart does flips in my chest - it's suddenly very warm in here. "He was kind - always there for me," I simply answer. "He was handsome too." "More handsome than me?" he asks, and I'm completely caught off guard when he takes my chin in his hand and draws our lips closer. "What do you think, Letty?" I feel myself blush, feeling his hot breath against my lips. Oh, lord - what the heck is happening right now?!
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"You're just too much fun to mess with," he jokes, his smile transforming into a glowing smirk. My cheeks heat, but this time with anger. My tolerance has worn completely thin. "Would you let me go?" I ask spitefully. I feel like a broken record. He pushes off of the desk and takes a step back. Before I even realize what I'm doing, I slap him square across the cheek. Shock is plastered on his face, and I'm sure it is on mine too. I stand there in awe of what I just did. It was so sudden I'm not even sure I decided to do it but rather my indignation controlling me. Steadily, Damon's face morphs from shocked to entertained. I immediately regret my action, but I'm not completely stupid; I race for the door like there's no tomorrow. "You'll regret that!" I hear Damon yell as I'm running away. ~Sugar, spice, and everything nice~ A story about drama, sarcasm, love, and twists, with a little bad boy guilty pleasure mixed in between.

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