Their Secret Obsession by Pippa Moon

Chapter 58: I Am Still Your Friend!

Lottie POV

“You know, most men don’t know what a ponytail is, let alone how to sort their girl’s hair out.” I teased, watching Knox in the mirror as he brushed my hair into a smooth ponytail, fixing his mother’s hard work so she wouldn’t notice.

“Most men are m orons.” He countered with a wink at me in the mirror, my

stomach fluttering instantly.

“I can think of a few who are not.” I smirked back at him, his lips curling in

response.

“Hmm, do I need to go and beat some fool for impressing my girl!” Knox teased, his eyes tightening on me in the mirror as he ran his fingers over his handiwork.

“I am not sure you could kick his as s… He is rather buff!” I laughed, arching a brow at him, my eyes shining with the flirtatious ease Knox and I shared.

“And his brother.. well, he may not be as…”

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Chapter 58: I Am Sull Your Friend!

Chapter 58: I Am Still Your Friend!

Lottle POV

“You know, most men don’t know what a ponytail is, let alone how to sort their girl’s hair out.” I teased, watching Knox in the mirror as he brushed my hair into a smooth ponytail, fixing his mother’s hard work so she wouldn’t notice.

“Most men are m orons.” He countered with a wink at me in the mirror, my stomach fluttering instantly.

“I can think of a few who are not.” I smirked back at him, his lips curling in

response.

his

“Hmm, do I need to go and beat some fool for impressing my girl!” Knox teased, eyes tightening on me in the mirror as he ran his fingers over his handiwork.

“I am not sure you could kick his as s… He is rather buff!” I laughed, arching a brow at him, my eyes shining with the flirtatious ease Knox and I shared.

“And his brother.. well, he may not be as…”

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what a ponytail is, let alone how to sort their girl’s hair out.” I teased, watching Knox in

wink at me

few who are not.” I smirked back at him,

response.

go and beat some fool for impressing my girl!” Knox teased, his eyes

He is rather buff!” I laughed, arching a brow at him, my eyes shining with the flirtatious ease Knox and I

his brother.. well, he may not be

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xy? Good with his tongue?” Knox asked, a blush spreading across my newly made-up

“But he is just as scary when

to be.”

his brother is all bark and no bite!” He

eyes roll into the back of

your

mask. Picking it up, I ran my fingers over the intricate details and sighed. It was stunning, far superior to anything I had ever imagined to wear

my hair to get my attention and pull me from my

innocently while handing him the mask, clearly confused

his outburst.

firmly. “I can feel it, through the bond…” His words made me groan; I had forgotten about that part of

moment.

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was impossible not to smile. I knew he meant every word, and to him, this was worth it. I was! But I couldn’t help but feel that someday they would come to resent me for all being mated to me had put them through and hate me for

my ponytail. I watched the blues

k*sses to my temple, lovingly pulling ridiculously girlish giggles from my throat. The sort of soppy sh it Lilly and I soppy would always make fun of. I looked over at him, his face hidden by a gold and black mask that

that had been installed; beautiful white floral displays hung from the high ceilings and cascaded down the bannisters. Luna had truly outdone herself. However, I had expected the decorations to see the

see my best friend leaning against her bedroom door frame, staring at

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and a simple top, not the

aren’t you dressed for the ball? Everyone is already down there.” I asked with a heavy sigh, having hoped not to have seen her till later when I had had the chance to get at least three drinks in

her arms across her chest; I felt Knox’s grip

the subject while stepping from the doorframe and closer to me, her eyes scanning my outfit; nervously, I ran my hands over the light purple fabric, loving the softness