YOU went and made a copy and gave it to someone.” “I asked you to swap out the key for Phoenix’s room with the new one. Bringing it to the scissors, I hack at it, holding it up for her to see how serious I am. I lean over her and grab a chunk of her hair. Let me catch you up, okay?” If I want her to start talking, then I’m gonna have to ramp this shit up. Your bullshit act isn’t working on me, not this time. Let me out I don’t want to play this game.” “I have no idea what you’re talking about. She starts pulling on the cuffs trying in vain to get out of them. “Who was it? Who did you give my house key to? And Taylah, I would really reconsider lying to me right now.” Staring her down, I start twirling the scissors around. “What are you talking about? Get away with what?” “Did you think you’d get away with it? Did you really think I wouldn’t work it out?” “L … L … Logan, what do you mean? We are perfect together, and you know it.” You really think that you are special to me, don’t you?” Laughing, I walk around the bed and grab a pair of scissors and her desk chair. Threading the cuffs through the headboard, I lean down, grasping her hands and securing them above her head. Leading her to the bed, I push her down, reaching into her bedside drawer and pulling out a set of fluffy pink cuffs. This chick is so easy-it’s no wonder the rest of the football team has her on rotation. It angers me more as I picture the creeper leering at Phe.

Her fake porn like groan does anything but put me into the mood. “What do you say, Tay? You feel up to a bit of kink?” “I feel like playing a bit tonight,” I whisper into the crook of her neck as I come up behind her. This stupid bitch put my tiny dancer in danger, and now she needs to fess up. I know what I’m about to do is wrong, but I don’t care. Giggling, she turns and starts to guide us through the house. “How ‘bout we take this up to your room, babe.”

The move makes my skin crawl, but I can’t give away the real reason I’m here. She sidles up to me, wrapping her arms around my neck. My parents aren’t going to be home tonight, either.” “I was just thinking about you, and now you’re here. “Oh, Logan,” batting her snake-like eyes at me as she opens the door. Vision Insurance in the U.S: Cost-effective Health Plans for Eye Care

Shattered Dreams by Amber Torney