Maybe He Could Save Her

Maybe He Could Save Her

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"I wonder what it feels like to be skinny, and thin, and wake up in the morning in nothing but a t-shirt, undies, messy hair, 'that just woke up look' and still have someone think I'm hot, to have guys look at me, to have guys want to be my boyfriend, to have girls be jealous of my body, to feel my hip bones and collarbones, to feel confident in a bikini, to sit down and not feel fat everywhere, to not run out the thighs in my jeans, to need a smaller size in a store, I wonder what it's like to look in the mirror and like what I see, and not want to break the mirror." I read as her shower water started. I can't believe she feels this way. She's too beautiful to think this of herself. Macy Brooke. That's my name. Macy has never spoke about the things she has been through. Until now. Maybe Conner could be the one to save her. Or maybe Blain will save her. Guess you'll have to read and find out.
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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.

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