"Dude! You have to give me some warning before you do that" I scowl before glaring at him. Only he mirrors my glare, and I go confused.
"What's wrong?" I ask. "I'm not your friend. Don't call me dude" He mutters.
"You talked!" I gasp, sitting up straight in the bed. Only the room spins slightly, and Sage pushes me back down.
I then register what he said, and my smile fades away. "I know, sorry" I mumble.
Sage sighs, and suddenly my jaw is being grabbed, and before I can even begin to register what's happening, he kisses me.
"Not your friend" He whispers.
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Morgan Price. A woman who never shuts up.
Sage Hendrix. A man who rarely talks.
What a match.
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When Morgan makes an impulsive decision to join a fucking mafia, she meets Sage, a man who intimidates people with just one look. As time goes on, her attraction and curiosity for him grows. Little does she know he's facing the same problem.
(Hendrix #5)
*Extract from Badass Rogue*
I aimed for his neck but he turned me around, tangling his body with mine. Frustrated, I elbowed his face and I backed the fuck away. "Give up?" He asked quietly, his heavy breathing echoing.
I scoffed. "You're fucking kidding me, right?"
"I don't want to hurt you." I watched him as he spoke, I quietly chuckled at his pathetic attempt to make me lose.
"Fuck you!" I ran to him with my exhausted leg and used my strength to push him back. He caught me and threw me to the ground, causing a enormous pain to travel through my back. I pulled his body so he fell to the ground, he pushed me away and turned our bodies so I was facing him. I writhed in my spot, attempting to get away from his grip. "Don't move." He demanded.
Before I could answer, his lips were on mine.
-Editing + wrote this ages ago so it does have many problems with it, not my finest work I have to admit so be warned.