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Not Alone

Not Alone

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Mar 15, 2016
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Romance
Sometimes you have to read a story from beginning to end to truly grasp it. Never done it? Well of course you have. Remember the last person you just met. That one new person. You were the end of their story as far as you might know. You started in the end and as you learned more about them you worked your way backwards to the beginning. But sometimes people let other things cloud their judgment and instead of reading to find out they skip over that new book. Elizah was gonna skip over they new book, well guy Jason, that appeared. His immediate dislike and Jason's closed off hatred sealed the deal. They'd alway hate eachother. Right? Read to find out work your way from the end to the beginning, not literally of course...or...
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It was hard hating someone so much you start to obsess over them. Then again, it really was a small line between love and hate. Charlie: I shouldn't have been there. Not when Jason stood like that, and certainly not with a man on his knees before him. His eyes locked on mine, face twisted in pleasure and vulnerable. He's straight, he's straight, he's straight... Right? Jason: I knew he saw me. Blue eyes wide and lips parted. Lust or shock I didn't know, and I was too far gone to care. It was supposed to be hatred- consuming unadulterated hatred, but the second I grasped the unmistakable lust in his gaze, I was gone. Note: This work is being reedited. Majority of the story remains the same, just rewritten a little with added parts.

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