I looked at him with amusement and spoke, "Wow, You're in a hurry to get out and rid of my company." He returned my amused look, ''What do I say, you're too enigmatic for me to be able to spend too long around you without having inferiority complex." I nodded, "Ah. That must be the reason I haven't been surrounded by my adoring fans yet."
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Kayden and Rosalyn. Two people, same apartment building, same floor, same college,yet they've never crossed paths. Kayden spends his days capturing photographs and his nights are spent enjoying life. Rosalyn spends her days studying and training, while her nights are spent doing something, the less spoken about which the better. Their paths have never crossed, they've never had to acknowledge each other's presence, until now.
A freak accident causes a fire in Kayden's apartment, leaving him with the only option of spending the night at Rosalyn's, which neither is much pleased about, but no worries. After all, it's only for the night, right?
#18 in ProjectBadassGirls
What will happen next?
Read on to find out!
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"You good, babe? You kinda seem a bit off today."
"How so?" I asked, even though I knew the answer to that question.
Damien answered, "Well you haven't been talking much, even when we were driving from the school and to your house, you've avoided eye contact with me, and you seem a bit nervous around me. I know you've been a bit sick last week, but I can't help but feel as if you're hiding something from me."
I stared outside of my window as I sighed, "You're right, but I don't know how you'll react. I myself don't know how to react. I haven't told anyone."
"About...?" Damien asked as he parked the car in front of a liquor store.
I sighed, "Can we talk about this later?"
Damien sighed before nodding and getting out the car. He then went into the liquor store and, after about ten minutes, came back with two bags with two bottles in each. He placed the bags in the trunk before getting in the driver's seat and staring at me.
"What?" I asked shyly.
"Are you pregnant?" Damien asked with a straight face while staring me into my eyes.
I blushed, "What? Why would you think-"
"Are you pregnant, City?" he asked again, and I looked away.
*This story contains mature themes and contents. Read at your own risk*