Tasting All My Mates by Alexis Dee

Chapter 402

402-Thirsty Pussy.

"So, Maynard! How long do you plan to stay in my pack?" Lazio asked, breaking the attention of the girls, who were giggling and laughing together.

"Maybe a few weeks. I hope I don't become a burden on you guys," Maynard whispered, sneaking a glance at me.

"Enya!" Christina cleared her throat, turning to me. "How about we girls plan something together when the boys are working?" She invited me, and it really surprised me. I didn't think she would even want me to tag along. Christina and Valerie seemed very close, almost as if they had known each other since they were kids.

"Sure," I nodded faintly.

It was then that I noticed Valerie sneakily pointing at my nails, and Christina covered her mouth to laugh. I had stopped taking care of my hands because of the chores I do at home. Their sneaky laughs made me hide my hands.

"If you guys are staying here, we can plan picnics too." Valerie clapped her hands when suggesting a picnic. I assumed I was invited to that as well.

They kept talking and making plans and not once did Lazio ask me why I hadn't even touched my food. Tears were forcing to leave my eyes, but it would be so awkward if I started crying in front of them. So I kept blinking and taking deep breaths.

of my other hand and scratched an alphabet on

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him looking at me with his whole heart. I used to be the center of

impossible to not

tell me a joke-anything to cheer me up. I don't want to cry in front of

I didn't turn around and sped out of the restaurant, and when

were so busy cheering and watching something on Christina's cellphone that they missed me walking out on them. I stood outside the restaurant, watching them from

life now,' I said, smiling through tears,

true then, I was only wanted because of my powers,' I sobbed, 'even you left me when my powers went away,' I whimpered through

my heart made me look around with so much sadness on my face that if I had seen someone walk on the

plastered across my lips at the memory of how the storm used to make me feel more powerful. Now I was miserable. I made my way home since going to work

white dress. Tying my hair up, I started mopping the floor without even wearing gloves. It wasn't my hobby,

marriage wasn't a fantasy wedding either. He wanted

sorrow of losing Thiago that I was fine with whatever was thrown

cleaning the house and the guestroom for Christina and Maynard, I stayed in my bedroom for the

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