Babe please choose me

d like cheap vanilla body spray, bad cafet

ived by her planner, wore pastel cardigans chosen by her mom, and had never looked twice at a girl i

walked through

expensive leather jacket, dark wavy hair that fell like

t?" Mehak whispered

Do not look at her, Mehak. She is trouble wrapped in

k's feet moved

msy hands, Mehak tripped right in front of Natasha's lo

, picked up a glitter

nto Mehak's face. She leaned in close, smelling like mint and vanilla.

e couldn't breathe. She couldn't

t 2: Breaking

it her personal mission to w

ght about girls, Natasha took it slow, using soft touch

ng to soft music. Whenever Mehak laughed at a joke, Natasha would gently tuck a stray stran

asha whispered softly, her eyes droppin

ver ran down her spine, but she br

n the crowded college halls, Natasha would casually slide

ated in this crowd," Natasha murmur

d a boy's hand like this, let alone a girl's, but the electricity of Natasha'

nocent touches turned

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rick library where no one else went. The shadows of

gainst the cold brick wall, t

mmered, her voice shaking as her back pres

low, sultry purr. She stepped closer, her body heat pressing

cing a slow, burning path up Mehak's neck, sto

dark eyes full of wicked amusement. "You think you're ju

hed, her eyes wide, completely p

you, then," Na

Mehak's mouth. Mehak let out a sharp gasp, her hands flying up to rest against Natasha'

d against her skin, pressing a soft, op

wave of hot, delicious heat washed over her entire body. H

s that stole the last of Mehak's resistance. By the time Natasha pulled back, Mehak was breathless, flushed, and