“You're stunning," I whisper. I take a step towards her and pull her into my arms. "And you're all mine.” — Beckie Stevenson Copy Share Image
“He reaches out quickly and tucks my hair behind my ear. I freeze at his touch and the feeling his fingers have… — Beckie Stevenson Copy Share Image
“He leans back casually in his chair as I watch the corner of his mouth pull up just a fraction. "And what… — Beckie Stevenson Copy Share Image
“I huff. I have no intention of going anywhere near the school slut, but I nod at him anyway. "I hear she lets you… — Beckie Stevenson Copy Share Image
“Ssh," he almost whisperes. "I heard you Serena." He snakes his arm around my back and rougly pulls me into him. "I get that… — Beckie Stevenson Copy Share Image
“You're stunning," I whisper. I take a step towards her and pull her into my arms. "And you're all mine.” — Beckie Stevenson Copy Share Image
“Meat and two veg is your knob," I tell him. He frowns again, looking confused. "Knob?" "Dick," I say, "penis, cock, nob, chopper, dong,… — Beckie Stevenson Copy Share Image
“He reaches out quickly and tucks my hair behind my ear. I freeze at his touch and the feeling his fingers have left across… — Beckie Stevenson Copy Share Image
“I stare at him and the way his clothes make his face look paler and his eyes two shades darker than when I last… — Beckie Stevenson Copy Share Image
“He leans back casually in his chair as I watch the corner of his mouth pull up just a fraction. "And what sort of… — Beckie Stevenson Copy Share Image
“I told you," says Riley, looking pleased. "F.A.F" "F.A.F?" I repeat, trying not to stare at her. "What's that?" "Fine. As. Fuck.” — Beckie Stevenson Copy Share Image
“She nods. "We have five knives, two guns, and a big hole." I look up into her innocent blue eyes and try not to… — Beckie Stevenson Copy Share Image
“She starts to walk away and I know that I have to stop her. Before I even have a chance to think about what… — Beckie Stevenson Copy Share Image
“Riley swings the door open and grins at me. "G'day mate!" I frown at him. "What the hell was that?" "Me," he says, "trying… — Beckie Stevenson Copy Share Image
