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Mick Before Chicks ???
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Ongoing, First published Jul 23, 2016
"I have a proposition for you." he began. "I'm listening." I replied. "You obviously want me and I need to prove to some people that I can stick to one girl." he narrated. 

I laughed. "Really? I don't want you... Why would I date you?" I mocked. 

This guy really was bipolar.

He stood up, closing the distance between us, cupping my left cheek with his right hand.  I was curious as to what he was doing. 

He searched my eyes and leaned in closer to my face. My breath hitched. He closed the gap between our faces and locked our lips. 

His lips were delicious, flavored with mint and cheese. The kiss was soft and delicate. It was if he was trying to tell me something through that kiss. I honestly enjoyed it. 

He pulled away and caressed my lips with his thumb and whispered, "The same reason why you kissed me back." He whispered with his voice husky and low. That left me speechless. 

What did he do to me? 



*******


She promised to never give love a chance. 

She promised to never be vulnerable again. 

How does she end up with not one but three suitors for her?

Who  does she choose;
a notorious bad boy,
a guy from her dreaded past,
or a gentleman perfect for her? 

And just as she gets her head wrapped around it all, the very past she ran away from comes to pay a surprise visit
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