Luggage Bitch

Luggage Bitch

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Mar 7, 2022
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"Umm.. Thanks," I mumble, kicking dust with my shoes. "What?" Max asks me. "I said, thank you," I say more clearly. "Still can't hear you... Could you repeat that?" he asks politely. "I said thank you!" I shout. "You pig," I add lowly. "Still nada. Trolley could you enunciate properly? I must've been showering the wrong way," Max says concerned for himself. "Water's gone into my ears," he says pinching his earlobe. Despite everything, I laugh loudly, "Max, you fucking weasel!" He fondly grins down at me. "Go," he encourages me. "All the best Trols," he smothers a giant hand, over my head. "See, you're not completely horrible," I say warmly. "We can be friends, right?" "Sure.... We can be friends." His face twists in distaste, like a minuscule, useless, human like me isn't worth being friends with. .............................. Read the snarky, snappy love story of two stubborn individuals.
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''Tell me how it feels,'' he says. "Good," I gasp, my entire body trembling. Deeper. Harder. Perfect. Like we've been doing this for years. His hand finds my jaw, fingers firm as he tilts my head up, making me look at him. And that's it. Waves of heat zip to my toes as my nails scrape down his back. I don't think about what comes next -- him pulling his shirt on and leaving. I don't feel heartbroken when I imagine myself alone in here. It's casual, our intimacy. And it's too late to renegotiate. ***** When Fox hooks up with his new roommate at a masked club, he has no idea their fling is just the beginning. The woman he's living with is the same girl who shared candy with him under a playground slide. π™π™š 𝙛𝙖𝙑𝙑𝙨 π™›π™žπ™§π™¨π™© π™π™š 𝙛𝙖𝙑𝙑𝙨 π™π™–π™§π™™π™šπ™§ π™π™š 𝙛𝙖𝙑𝙑𝙨 𝙖𝙑𝙑 π™€π™«π™šπ™§ π™–π™œπ™–π™žπ™£ STANDALONE NOVEL *ANGSTY EMOTIONAL SLOW BURN *MEN YEARNING Copyright Β© 2024-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. Β© All Rights Reserved

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