Touch Me While I Taste You

Chapter 17

Chapter 17

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boons through the door and wreath through the cour walls of my team. I

OH, twisting and turning as I tried to kick off the tangled bedsheet wrapped around my ankles.

A loud bang on the door has me winding. I had the desire to curse cat whoever was a tiny door trying to wake me up. But my brain worked quickly before my mouth could open, letting me know the feminine voice belonged ta Gerirude before it was too late.

I rolled on my back, stretching my arms out and let out a loud yawn. “Hurry up Arabella it’s late!!!

My tired cyes opened swiftly, being forced to adjust to the light in seconds. What does she mean it was late?

“It’s already seven forty.”

Seven forty!

I got off the bed with the tangled sheets Wrapped around my ankles seeing that I

inly trip and to the dust,

“Fuck.” I said lowly, lighting off the wheet until I had finally won the battle.

kicking it asidel eventually got a hold of the door, unlocked it and swung itopei. Gertrude’s face is a mixture of frustration and urgency. “Why didn’t you wake me u pearlier?” I asked in one breath.

My heart was pounding, unwilling to calm down as an image of Mr. Boyd’s red angry face flashes in my mind. Gertrude’s pinched face gives me a look of disapproval. “I only arrived five minutes ago and had been knocking on your door ever since. Did you not go to bed early?”

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If I did, she’d question me and I didn’t want to have to tell her that m. y

tell her that R.

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my railin at

dred. The one where she looked at me Tik I was a less tenen someone’s porchShe felt

-pity. I shouldn’t feel such emotion, that when they didn’t even care. “Well, 1’ just

smile to ease me

softly. As though trying to not Screa

face her. Her eyes scan

my eyes stray to the empty hallway behind her. So empty, so dull. “I know.” I murmur faintly and closed the door when she

alkerlin my head

tablended

areating

is early chury w l won’t be able to pick you up.

right now. I was extremely late, not only that but I had an inkling

jarred open. I looked at my reflection in the mirror and cringe at the tangled mess of my hair. I picked up a lock of messy brown matted hair, rubbing it between my fingers. “What should I do

a time as I bounded down the stairs and made a bee-line for the kitchen. I wouldn’t have time to get m

braids had WINYEMELİly in

taken approximately two minutes to slicwer. I can

on my panty and bra. It was a hassle and I was pretty sure I had put my

to the clock mounted on the wall and she squints. “You should

glass container on the countertop and started chewing “No, she’s already at the school.” I grumble, chewing a little harsher than necessary. I held onto

Cite ww.

my eyes,

rumbling stomach. Then hown m

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