Tayler Laurel always loved Summer, for her in downtown New York, it was dancing in the rain, surrounded by her douche of a boyfriend. This Summer was different, as her Mom, dragged her to Morrow bay, to meet her high school pen pal. Plunged into the unknown. Let's just say, her Mom's friend has three hot sons, Jac, Adrian and Conner. One thing is certain, she does realise that summer just sucks. Doesn't it? ________________________________________________ "What have you been telling Angela?", he asked, in a serious tone, no room for argument. Okay, I guess he was in interrogation mode, or whatever. I should've known better to be fair, with Angela. Great. Amazing. Incredible. "Just things", I said. "You better start explaining why my ex girlfriend is magically popping up wherever I go Tayler", he said. "Well, you see, she asked what you do, at what time. At the time, in my defence, I didn't realise...", I started. I swear I saw his jaw tighten. "Don't go telling anyone, especially not my damn exes, my business", he sneered. I shrugged. His eyes instantly narrowed. "You don't seem to care", he stated. "Alright, you have two options", he said. Nope. No thank you. Again, how about Nope.
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