chapter 8 • pressed a kiss to his cheek to remove the excess lip gloss

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𝐈 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐎𝐑

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𝐈 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐎𝐑.







jake admired the house, while junior typed in a code.

it was wrong.

"i'm so bored. i'm gonna explode." i frowned.

"good." junior said, frustrated.

he retyped the code, and it was still wrong.

"oh, logan changed the code. it's bell lap now." jake said, typing in the right code.

junior glared.

"you're irrelevant now." i said, with a smile.

jake and i walked towards the kitchen.

"do you want a popsicle?" jake asked.

"no, thank you." junior glared.

i rolled my eyes.

"what?" jake asked.

"nothing. it's just.. i don't need you offering me popsicles in my own house, you know what i mean?" junior asked. "annie's been making those for me since i was 3 years old."

"so?" jake questioned.

"so could you just stop trying so fucking hard? okay?" junior said, annoyed.

"he's literally just being nice to you, can you relax? why do you always have shit up your ass?" i scoffed.

𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐋𝐘, junior wheelerWhere stories live. Discover now