Perfect  Desired

Perfect Desired

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Sara felt her hands pressed hard against the office window, with her back arched, her head tilted back she let her eyes focus on the city lights illuminating up towards the thirty-second floor they were occupying at this late hour of the night. Her long brown hair draped to the side of her shoulders, leaving her neck ready for his lips to graze her bare skin again. The man behind her, well he was her client and this moment they were having was a long time overdue. She had flirted her blue and gray eyes at him more times than she thought it should take. If want to read more just add my book and see what comes next****😘😘😘😘
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I looked out my window to find Jeff, leaning against the big oak tree in his front yard. It was only 42 degrees out and the snow was falling softly. I squinted my eyes a little to see what he was doing with his hands. He was fiddling with his knife. I slid my window open and peeked my head out. "Jeff..!" I yelled down to him. He looked up at me. "What do you want??" He asked irritably. "What the hell are you doing outside!? Its the middle of winter!" I said. He smirked. "Aww, the pretty bitch is worrying about me. How sweet." He said in a harsh, sarcastic, way. I rolled my eyes. __________________________________ __________________________________ Taylor Jones, a 17 year old girl, lives with her mother. Her father had died when she was just a little girl. Her life isn't at all normal- considering she lives in the woods right beside a giant mansion full of cold blooded killers. Although, one of them catches her eye. His innocent, pale, complexion...those deep, brown eyes of his...the only thing that she really had to worry about was Jeffs decision to get along with her or not.

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