Out of EVERYONE

Out of EVERYONE

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"Why wouldn't I choose you?" Zack asked, staring me in the eye. "I mean, look at me! I'm-" "Beautiful? Hilarious? Damn near perfect?" He cut me off. "No, Insecure, clumsy, and starting to break out." I returned. "Well, we gotta be looking at two different people." He chuckled just a bit before getting up to walk away. I sat on the bench at a loss for words. No one's ever told me anything close to that before, and I never expected for the first person to be some white boy I met at boot camp.
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**Book 2 titled Keep Me is up** The lights were off, all except the emergency light that flickered every now and then. I got chills just being here by my lonesome... at least I thought I were. I heard the door then footsteps coming directly towards me. "Hello?" I called out, angling my head to get a clearer view. I waited a couple seconds then suddenly I saw this dark figure walk under the emergency light. The moment the light hit those soft brown eyes, I knew exactly who it was, feeling safe enough to turn my attention back to closing the closet door. "What are you doing here?" I asked, throwing him a look over my shoulder. I felt him coming closer behind me, causing me to turn around. "I came here to be dressed," He was now inches away from me. "Isn't that your job, babe?" "Only for the next hour and a half," I said, backing up as he moved closer. When I felt the doors of the closet pressed against my back, a couple of swears escaped my mouth and I knew that I had no other choice but to await his next move. He was now an inch away from my face, staring me directly in the eyes. He leaned down to my ear, grazing it before he spoke. "Then dress me."

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