Ahh. This is the fucking best. Sipping my fresh lemonade, I bathe inside the hot tub, bubbles steaming up onto my face. Just what I wanted. Peace. Tranquility. Just by myself. No one el-
" Budge over, nimwit," a voice says, startling my trail of thoughts. Huh who, who is it? I stare and look atthe person.
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Wow. He's so fucking cocky. But I can't lie he looks cute...
" Hello?" he says, as he removes his clothes, revealing his defined abs.
" Yes?" I say.
" Uh, move over," he says, as he sits inside the hot tub with me, clad in only his trunks.
I reluctantly move over, crossing my arms.
Glancing at the guy, I can't help but just stare. It's been so long since I've gotten in a talking stage, let alone a relationship. I'm almost 25, and my mother has been bugging me to get a husband.
I hope it was enjoyable and continue scrolling for teasers for next book <3
FALLING: by dear_diary
release date: 3/3/24
teaser #1:
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teaser #2:
" Stop fucking hurting me!" I say, tears rolling down my face like a waterfall.
Even under my tears, I can see her face, boiling with anger.
" You annoying girl, get out!" she says, slapping my face.
Sucking my breath in violently, I grab my necessity bags, and slam the front door shut.
I don't want to see her again. Never again.
teaser #3:
" Ugh, you're so annoying," I say, trying to get out of the boy's grasp.
" Hey, hey, don't leave," he says, hands trapping me on either side of my face.
I can't deny it but he's hot. Like so hot. So fucking hot.
Rolling my eyes, I look at the boy in the face.
" Can't you just leave me alone?"
" What if I don't want to?"
One minute we were full on arguing, the next minute we were making out. Leaning in, I kissed the boy, looking wide-eyed at me, before kissing me back with just as much passion, just as much lust, just as much love. Feeling his hands on my hips, feeling his soft lips on mine, feeling his cologne hitting my neck, that's all I needed. His touch.
