One Night With The Badboy Beta

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bborn look in their eyes and I knew that I was

l be over and you will be leaving... and-" Sheryl said.

e I would miss these two idiots, but I also had big plans after high schoo

would study after high school. I had always wanted to be a pa

wl of flour, and helped my mom in the kitchen and we made this buttery delicious scone, and I fell

they took a bite of the pastry, that uncontrolled happiness, and that w

me a doctor with my overachieving grades, but that wasn'

dy at CIA, one of the most prestigious institutes that has brought forth the most amazing, world-class pastry chefs

ng wherever I wanted it to go and no one was stopping me. I was still patiently waitin

looked at the printed T-shirt I was wearing. It

ed her eyes. I shrugged. I didn't care what she thought. I loved funny T-shirts and smart o

out your new clubs. Also, I have to study and I promised

mixing egg and flour and milk and vanilla and making a batter. It was calming, it was almost like meditation for me. I wou

o months before high school will end, and we will all go in different

ecome my anchors, and they had pulled me out of my misery. My mom's death was too much for me and my heart, and Simone and Sheryl had patiently waited for

Y, she will be at a community college somewhere around here and I will go to- God knows where to study medicine, if they even acce

to a club. Club was n

wrong with community co

every university you sent ap

u will get in, babe. You are a smarty pant

he truth. She was just a different kind of smart. And book smarts were only helpful as long as you were in school. Outside the school, Si

of school. Before I could get away, she opened the car door and smiled at me, that made me al

." Simo

em, but who was I kidding? I knew I was

gave me a shrug and I sighed, defeated, and entered the car with a sulk. Sh

s more

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om the interaction just a few minutes ago. I didn't know why I kept thinking about that human girl with the mos

She could look at me all she wanted. After all, I was handsome and I knew it and it

into my path, like literally, stumbled into my chest. She was so damn soft and she smelled wonderful. And the m

.. they were the ones that kept me

the desire in her whiskey eyes as she looked at me. I knew she wanted me and I

as going to kiss her right there in the middle

us, and I was almost disappointed too. Thinking about it still made m

ith me? This is so unlike

from reacting to her. And damn, when she talked like that... without having

that, actually, and I understood lust and passion. It was easy, uncomplicated. After all, werewolves were

a human... it was new for me a

at didn't stop me from thinking of her, her soft blonde hair that tumbled down her

nd taste her sweetness. I was sure she w

e. Sheryl will surely kill you if you do anything t

I don't

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