The Devil In The Leather Jacket

The Devil In The Leather Jacket

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#36 in Teen Fiction on 15 Aug, 2016 "Okay. I will stop but whenever I feel like smoking I will kiss you instead. I need a new addiction and your lips feels so addictive." He whispered softly while looking away from her eyes to her pink plump lips. "So do you feel like smoking right now?" Chloe asked softly to which he threw the cigarette away and brought Chloe on his lap. "Yes." "Then kiss me." ........... Chloe Chandler was never the one to blend in with the world. Who in the world would want to be friends with fat girl wearing old shirts and worn out jeans? The only people she hanged around was Audrey, who showed pity towards her and school's janitor who was kind enough to have lunch with her. As Cliché it sounds despite her flaws she was head over heels for the school's most popular boy, Andrew. Every girl can dream right? But not so Cliché when in comes The Devil himself wearing a sexy leather jacket.
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Chloe Anderson is living the perfect teenage life. She's a good student, her boyfriend is a popular football player at her school and her best friend loves and supports her no matter what happens. All of this sounds great, right? Well, maybe it would be if Chloe's English teacher didn't hate her, her boyfriend didn't keep secrets from her and don't even get me started on the creepy, stalkerish messages Chloe suddenly receives... But when her life slowly seems to implode there is one savior she would have never expected. - [...] Our breaths mingled together. Then his soft lips reached for mine. We moved in perfect unison as he pushed me down onto a fluffy pillow. His hand, still cold form the rain, moved underneath my shirt and left goosebumps on my bare skin. I flinched against his cold touch [...]

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