My Life Didnʹt Need To Be On

This Was The Last Thing I Expected. You Destroy My Life And Then Feed Me Some Inspiratonal Philosophy.

I Heard Some Interesting Things About Your Performance Up Here." "i Hear Interesting Things About Your 'performance' All The Time Doug, But You Don't Hear Me Making Jokes About It.

Everything Iʹd Been Taught About Eluding Someone Came Rushing Back To My Head. What I Wanted To Do More Than Anything Was Look Around And See If I Had A Follower, But That Would Have Definitely Attracted Attention.

He Laced His Fingers Through Mine And Lifted My Hand To His Lips. I Had Gloves On, But He Kissed Exactly Where I Wore His Ring. “why Are You So Sweet?” I Asked, My Voice Small. My Heart Beat Rapidly, And Every Star Peeping Through The Clouds Seemed To Be Shining Just For Me. “i Don’t Think I’m That Sweet. I Mean, I Just Told You To Be Quiet. That’s One Step Away From Asking You To Wash My Laundry And Make Me A Sandwich.” “you Know What I Mean.” Seth Pressed Another Kiss To My Forehead. “i’m Sweet Because You Make It Easy To Be Sweet.

I Have To Get Back There." I Said To Adrian. "into That Door." He Arched An Eyebrow. "what, Like Sneaking In? How Very Black Ops Of You. And Oh, You Know— Dangerous And Foolish." "i Know." I Said, Surprised At How Calm I Sounded As I Admitted That. "but I Have To Know Something, And This May Be My Only Chance." "then I'll Go With You In Case That Guy Comes Back," He Said With A Sigh. "never Let It Be Said Adrian Ivashkov Doesn't Help Damsels In Distress.