Bad Girl In Glasses
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It was a bizarre, unreal experience to feel his summers warmth twine with my winters snow. Our differences intertwined us. Our differences ruined us. Soon his scornful warmth embedded a scar, kissing a reminder of my flaws.
But then I was curbed by a tide of lost memorizes. A darkness that numbed me from my past-- mended the strayed pieces of my heart back into place.
Then I stumbled into his warmth, again. I breathed him in-- anticipating contentment, Instead smelt smoke.
In that moment, I knew I shouldn't had stayed; for if I hadn't, I would not have gotten burnt.
Samantha gave him a look that was difficult to interpret. Eventually she asked, "What makes you sure I couldn't handle you?"
She didn't know what she was asking for, from a man who couldn't remember what it was like to be innocent. Lightly gripping her hair, Chase forced her face close to his. The dark curls danced around his fingers and tickled the backs of his hands.
" I 'm a bastard in bed, Sam," he said quietly. " I 'm selfish and mean as the devil. I have to have all the control. And I 'm...not nice"