“It doesn’t really matter what Justin thinks. They’re like oil and water-it’s just never going to work. It’s gotten so bad that I don’t ever invite them to the same events anymore. She thinks there’s something slimy about him and always loves to give him a quick jab about something or other. He and Jeanette never really got along either. This should have been a red flag months ago and nipped us in the ass. I could be covered from neck to ankle and he would say my shoes were too suggestive. I hear it about my shoes on the regular from him. I know if Justin saw me like this he would probably give me a scolding about what is and isn’t appropriate attire. What do you think Justin would say if he could see you right now?” “Nothing wrong with showing a little slut now and again, Lays.
I’m not sure how she pulls off that tiny waist because the girl could out-eat me any day of the week. She looks wholesome and sweet when she’s dressed casually, but tonight she’s done up like she’s about to pound the runway.
She makes men take notice when she walks into a room. She’s the picture in your head when you hear the word ‘model’-long, flowing, perfectly tousled blonde hair, sun-kissed skin that makes her aquamarine eyes almost glow. “Yeah, but it looks longer on your skinny ass whereas my size twelve sucks up some of the important ass-covering length.” He has to be if I let him kiss me.“Hey bitchness, that’s my dress you’re wearing,” Jeanette responds, giving me a little smirk. He sets his sight on me and I’m a target of the most powerful man I’ve ever seen. He says I’m nothing but a perfect, little beauty queen.
He doesn’t care that I control his grades.Īnd definitely doesn’t care that I have a boyfriend. He plays with me and pushes our boundaries to the point of their brink. I have a direct hand over his academic future and not only does he know that, he gets off on it. He’s got grown men and respected scholars by their balls, but he doesn’t have me. He’s got more than one dean in his pocket, as well as nearly all the university’s staff–the professor I’m a TA for included. Lance Johnson is the guy you go to when you want anything on Woodcreek University’s campus. A blond titan with the looks of a god, the wealth of a king, and the influence of the mob. “I’m going to have fun breaking you, beauty queen.”
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