Behind a Closed Door

Behind a Closed Door

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"I don't really know what this feels like. I don't even know if you're supposed to feel anything at all. Apparently you just, you just know. I feel like I'm floating in thin air. When I touch you, even a brush of your hand, I feel tingling sensations. You're on my mind everyday all day. When I'm not with you I'm lost. I'm so sorry I did this to you, and I hope you'll forgive me one day. I just... well... I love you. No. I'm in complete love with you and I really really love the feeling." Dave doubled over in laughter in his best friends face. "Man you're completely whipped." Dave stated, catching his breath. "I know. " Adrian sighed. "Quit being so scared and go tell her how you feel." ~ Amanda has never felt safe. Every secret stays locked away, leaking deep into the walls of the place she calls home. All at once a boy comes into her life and turns it upside down. All you can say is; You never know what happens behind a closed door. ~ Contains scenes of violence.
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"You know, it won't physically hurt you to be nice for once." I crossed my arms in front of my chest and groaned. "I don't want to take a chance." the corner of his lips lifted a little as he finished his sentence. "Well, you don't hear me complaining. The view of a someone so desperately working out is not a delight either." I retorted in a weary voice. "I bet it isn't." he narrowed his eyes at me and commented. Ugh.. Why is he so damn annoying? "You know what, just take your arrogant ass out of my room." I scowled at him, pointing towards the door. With small steps, he walked towards me. I took a step backwards when he neared me. He was invading my personal space, making me a bit flustered. The urge to push back his golden-brown hair covering his forehead was increasing with every passing second. "Gladly." he mumbled against my face and then walked past me out of my room. It took me a minute to calm down my racing heartbeat. ... He was a mystery, an enigma I wanted to solve. He was exhausting, he was infuriating, yet staying away from him was not an option. He was making me feel things I haven't felt before. Adam McArdle! Who are you and what are you doing to my poor little heart? ... #1 in GENERAL FICTION (23-05-2019) #1 in CHICKLIT (21-07-2019)

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