It shall be my pleasure to remedy it. First, it is not your strength or your speed that draws me. It's your...everything. Your laugh, your wit, your emotions and the way they change. Your courage, your sweetness, your near obsessive delight in cookies. Second, you are indeed a prize. You've made me want what no one else ever had. A communion of bodies." -Zacharel to Annabelle
Gena ShowalterOf course.โ She fluffed her hair. โI donโt want to brag, but Iโm very high maintenance.โ โUh, I think low maintenance is whatโs desirable.โ โLow maintenance is whatโs forgettable. You might want to write that down, underline it, circle it and put a star by it. Itโs golden.โ With barely a breath, she added, โNow letโs find out if weโre compatible, shall we?
Gena ShowalterโYou,โ the female on the bed said, her timbre shaded with irrittion. โNew guy. Angel Boy. Colonel Curls, or whatever you want to be called. I'm done asking, so now I'm commanding. Free me.
Gena ShowalterIf Paris were missing, heยดd want the same guys looking for him. Seriously, the only team capable of getting better results would be Jason Voorhees, Freddy Krueger, Michael Myers and Hannibal
Gena Showalterdo you have to sit so close?" she asked on a ragged breath. "Yes." was his only reply. "want to tell me why?" "no." (Darius replied) "i don't like it." She insisted scooting from him for the second time. He moved closer "want to tell me why?" he parroted. "No" she parroted right back.
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