I'm With the Bad Boy

I'm With the Bad Boy

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"You have no idea what you do to me." he said in a lingering tone as he walked to me slowly. There was a spark in his eye and a certain feeling that radiated off of him and onto me. It was intense, intimidating yet intriguing, powerful and fascinating…all at the same time. He snapped me out of my thoughts with a kiss. It was wrong but after all… BAD BOY, GOOD LIPS. X—————————X A regular teenage girl entering a world like this, you would expect her to come out with no regrets. For 17 year old Natalia Harrison, she pretty much entered with no regrets. She's wild but all this changes when she meets Ash Gilbert, an even wilder dude. A friend of a friend decides to spend the summer vacation at their beach house, inviting some others. 8 people in one house, 4 boys, 4 girls. Ash is one of the boys. What happens when they're going to be in the same room? What happens if they fall for each other? What happens will be revealed once you hit the 'read' button. X—————————X XxWerewolfOfOsirisxX
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After some rustling inside the bathroom, the door finally opens and I almost drop the clothes I'm holding. Kameron only has a towel wrapped around his waist, droplets of water dripping from his hair, down his chest, and disappearing underneath his towel. I try not to follow the path of one of the drops of water. It takes all of my self-control to look him in the eyes and no where else. I have a boyfriend. Austin. Remember him? "What do you what?" His voice is somehow even hotter. It's matured now. It's deep and a bit rough. "What does it look like? I need to shower." I say back, gesturing with the clothes I'm holding. "Shouldn't you be going to bed?" "I'm not a little girl anymore. I don't have a set bedtime." I narrow my eyes at him. He's always treated me like I'm his best friend's annoying little sister. "Yeah, I can tell." He suddenly says, suggestively running his eyes down my body. I try not to shiver from the feel of his eyes on me. I clear my throat to get his eyes back to mine. "You can move now." "Oh, can I?" He raises an eyebrow and I glare at him in return. "Relax, little girl, I'm messing with you." He rolls his eyes before walking past me. I can smell the scent of his body soap on him. Fresh, clean, and earthy with a hint of spice. I can't help but glance behind me and watch him go into his room. I can already tell this vacation is going to be a disaster. -Not revised yet, may be spelling errors & mistypes -Also on Inkitt -Dual POV

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