Bad Girls Have More Fun (Sequel/Mid-June)

Bad Girls Have More Fun (Sequel/Mid-June)

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Read the first book GOOD GIRL GONE to understand the sequel. The streets of Memphis have always been hot but now they're on fire. Jelly's back and ready for revenge. She has a plan for everyone. Will anyone STOP her? Everything is going good with Gigi and Ali. Gigi's expecting and a wedding is expected. Gigi is just living exceptionally well except for the phone calls that she's pondering about. It's all paradise until trouble arrived. Not only will there be tragedy, but death too. No one is safe and Jelly has the last say so, or she thinks.......
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August & Colin | WRU series | book 1 We take risks. We make mistakes. We lie. We love. We hurt. We lose total control. I took a risk. I paid the price. I made a mistake. I felt the guilt. I lied. I lie. I loved. I try not to. I hurt. I still do. I lost control. I'm losing again. I try to stick to my plan, I try to follow my rules, I try to silence my heart, I try to keep control of the domino stones that represent my life. But one domino fell and the rest just followed. *** "We shouldn't do this," he whispers against my lips. I should applaud him for having the strength to act on that thought because I haven't been able to. At one point I wanted to, but his touches made the impulse to stop vanish. Now, the only thing I want to act on is the longing inside my chest as I think about demolishing the space between us. "Do you want to stop?" I can feel his frown against my forehead. He nudges my nose before placing a featherlight kiss on my mouth. His hands slide over my jawline, his thumbs slowly caressing my cheeks. He gives me another kiss. Slow and deliberately, as if he's still debating the answer to my question as he slicks his tongue over mine. He softly sucks on my bottom lip, dragging it with him when he pulls away. "I can't," he confesses before he presses his lips back on mine. *** All Rights Reserved (Do not copy this story, thank you :))

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