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falling for the badboy
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En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement oct. 07, 2020
Hope Williams is a calm,cool and collected eighteen year old that lives her life by four simple rules which  must never be broken .The first rule is to never date until University,the second is to avoid any type of distractions (specifically of the male variety)the third is to stay away form said distractions and the last is to never break the rules. 

So what happens when she falls on top of Lathan? Literally 

He's hilarious, charming,chases danger and bold. Way to bold for his own good. He's all she's ever wanted, all that she must resist. 

Will she be able to resist or will her four simple rules go flying through her window? 


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"Why are you like this?" I asked as our gazes locked on eachothers and he stood up and walked towards me not once breaking our eye contact. Soon I was buried in the overpowering scent of axe colonge. I should have been bothered-honestly,but at that moment I probably couldn't have cared any less. 

"Would you rather have me any other way?"His breath was warm and  smelled like passion fruit he leaned in and I leaned in eye contact still maintained. 

Would I rather have him any other way?

HELL NO!
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