SAFE
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  • Reads 705
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  • Parts 9
  • Time 1h 18m
Ongoing, First published Dec 11, 2015
We had agreed on three meeting places if something ever happened. I was headed to the last place now....
  
  Clara Laughlin and her best friend Jesse Lewis created three meeting spots to go to if ever there was a rebel attack. When heading to their last meeting spot Clara is caught by one of the many rebels. Kept at the rebel camp to wait for the rebels leader. Clara will come to see that maybe the rebels aren't as bad as she had initially thought, especially the snarky, tough, some what mean second in command Lane. What will happen when the one person Clara thought she could trust betrays her? Clara must learn that not all bad guys are bad and that not all good guys are good.
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A Bad Boy's Worst Nightmare (Book 1)

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She didn't reply and I felt her finger move across my skin, lower, and almost all the way down my lower back. A shiver coursed through my body, strangely pleasant, and I felt her finger stop. "Your tattoos are beautiful," she said softly. Too close. She was too close. My pulse was hammering and I could feel her cool breath against my skin when she spoke, and my body was warm from having felt her. I couldn't reply. My breathing was light and shaken. I wanted to just turn around and pull her against me, or rather put her against a wall, so I could kiss her and feel her more properly against me. If she touched me again, I wasn't sure that I could keep myself from doing just that. "I'm going to take a shower," I said suddenly in an attempt to escape. She didn't stop me, so I took that opportunity to walk away. When I reached the bathroom, I took a deep breath to steady myself as well as my pulse. Closing the door behind me, I ran a hand through my hair. She truly was a nightmare. A bad boy's worst nightmare was a girl that made him want to be a good one.