Touch Me While I Taste You

Chapter 17

Chapter 17

Arabella

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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?”

question I asked her one of my own. “Where are

tell Gertrude that I had only fallen asleep in the wee hours of the morning. If I did, she’d question me and I didn’t

didn’t want to tell her that

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less tenen someone’s porchShe felt soeny lut me.” They already left. The keys were under the mal when I

“Well, 1’ just go get ready quickly.” Every emotion left my

with a small smile to ease me I turned

As though trying to not Screa frightened little

to face her. Her eyes scan ny features. “Your parents love you,

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

alkerlin my head

tablended

areating in

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

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

that was already jarred open. I looked at my reflection in the mirror and cringe at the tangled mess of

wouldn’t have time to get m y favorite salad

braids had WINYEMELİly in a

dari uwards the chick on the wall and wince when my szerordon the hands pointing at sewn forty-sixI had taken approximately two minutes to slicwer. I

my panty and bra. It was a

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

“No, she’s already at the school.” I grumble, chewing a little

Cite ww.

eyes,

rumbling stomach. Then hown m I suppose

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