Reckless &' Loving It (SERIES PT. 1)
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  • Reads 3,003
  • Votes 115
  • Parts 13
  • Time 2h 32m
Complete, First published Jan 27, 2015
Mature
"Ain't nothing wrong with me, why someone looking as good as me can't be single?". 

"I didn't say that but maybe". 

"Well I'm a free agent". We finally reached her car, I watched her as she hooked Kayden in the backseat. She came around to the front seat and I opened her door for her and she blushed. "Thank you". She got in and then paused for a few seconds, she padded me down, reached into my pocket and grabbed my phone. "Unlock it". Weird but whatever, I did it anyway. "Lol hmm I see what you doing". She handed me back the phone. "Text me tomorrow". 

"I most definetly will do that". She smiled and I closed her door, I went to my car almost bursting my cheeks from off my face. I swear I never felt like this for nobody and its scary cause I really don't even know what I'm feeling. All I know is that it feels good as fuck. 

Frankie is 22 years old and dont give a dam about nothing but weed, basketball and girls. Until one unique girl show up. Will this be the girl that changes her?
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