England to America with him

England to America with him

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Right, so I'm an average teenage girl, living in England and having an amazing time in high school! Please note the sarcasm. I don't know one person who enjoys it. My dad works within a business which I'm not sure what they do, all i know is he gets quite a bit of money. I live with just my dad, as my mom left us ages ago for a no good, useless duche called Brian.  Anyway my dad is getting the best opptortunities ever to move to america and do work there instead of cold England. This would be amazing although another family has been invited and they have a son, not just any son. Ryan James. the hottest guy in our school, although he is one of the most annoying, cockyist jerks of all time, He should know since he has been pulling pranks on me since we were old enough to walk. everyone in our high school or who have ever met him automatically want him, just because of his good looks, intriguing charm and hot body. "snap out of it" I shout whisper to myself trying to avoid waking my dad. I roll over trying to go to sleep but all i can think is my dads words repeatedly going though my head "would you consider moving to America?".
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(18+ EXPLICIT CONTENT) "Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appear unafflicted. "Only the wrong ones." That was definitely drunken me talking, as I didn't usually have that much confidence. His lips twitched up into a smirk, expressing that he understood my comment. "Does that mean that I'm in that category?" My palms began to grow sweaty and my heart rate picked up, but otherwise my body remained relaxed, appearing completely fine. It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication. "I suppose not," I crossed my arms, putting on this seductive persona just for him. This fueled his smirk, about to murmur another comment before I cut him off. "You'll have to show me, though." *** Amelia Hollis was a 23-year-old writer at one of the local publishing companies, assisting a very handsome man and writing articles left and right. Her and her best friend, Aviary, lived together in a cute little apartment off the central part of the city, yearning to create new memories and important moments. Amelia always lived for the moments, taking in every little detail and savoring it like it was her favorite meal. She was an optimist, hoping to change peoples lives with her dreams. James Vallette was a 34-year-old CEO, building his company from dirt with the help of his brother. He was a realist, not really having time to deal with dreams or even love. He knew this the night he laid eyes on Amelia. It was only casual; what harm could a one-night stand do? Oh yeah, he's her dad's boss.

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