Bad Girl, Bad Life
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Last published Sun, Mar 13, 2016
Reece smirked his sexy bad boy smirk that I still haven't gotten used to. It takes my break away every time.
"Never mess with a Bad Boy like me sweetheart. I'm dangerous." He told me with a dangerous glint in his eye.
I returned his famous smirk with one of my own and slowly leaned forward to whisper something, purposely making my soft lips brush gently across his ear in the process.
Reece shivered.
"You're a Bad Boy you say? Well then i have nothing to fear because i'm a Bad Girl."
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