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    I'm Going to Make Her Mine – (Chapter: 6: Riot: Misery Business)


    So I’m glad I didn’t offend anyone with any of my comments in the story. Thanks again for everyone reading!! I love your comments they made me crack up.

    Spencer thought, songs, text messages are in italics.

    So on with the show…

     

    Ch 6: Riot: Misery Business

     

    “She doesn’t know that I like her, but she will.”I smiled at her.

    “Well do I know her?” She eagerly asked. Yea you can say that!

    “It’s a definite possibility, but enough about me, let’s talk about you.” I smirk. That’s right, turn the tables on her.

    “So then, do you usually go for pompous asses or is my brother just you know, a onetime deal?” I raised my eye brow as I waited for her answer.

    She rolled her eyes and then began to answer. “No,” she paused for a second and shifted towards me. Her face was inches away from mine. That’s right, let her come to you!

    She started to lean in. Hell yea, I’m going to show her what she’s been missing! Honestly, I didn’t know how much longer I could hold out before jumping her.

    Her lips came closer; they were centimeters away. Yes, Yes, oh god yes! What the hell? Why are her lips by my ear now? Hmmm maybe she’s the type that likes to talk dirty; you know preheat, before inserting kind of thing.

    Her hot breathe lingered on my neck. She moved her lips higher and began to whisper:

     “Are you sure, your brother is the pompous one?!” She smirked. And just like that my hopes were shattered. You’ve got to be fucking kidding me! Not only am I horny and frustrated now, there’s not a damn thing I can do about it. If she wants this like a game, then let the games begin.

     “I want a girl with lips like morphine,
    Knock me out every time they touch me.
    I wanna feel a kiss just crush me,
    And break me down.”

    I looked up a realized she was no longer in the room.

    “I want a girl with lips like morphine,
    Knock me out every time they touch me.
    I wanna feel a kiss just crush me,
    And break me down.”

    I picked my phone up.

    “Hey dad, yea I realize it’s a school night. Alright I’ll home in a few.” Shit, of course he calls when things were about to become heated.

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