Touch Me While I Taste You

Chapter 27

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“Arabella Gwen is here!” Mother’s voice had gone back to the fabricated cheery swet valce she used when there was anyone who didn’t know how flawed she actually was.

“Coming!” I yelled out, tucking a stray hair back into the bun and grab a hold of my bag

I skipped down the stairs, hearing the soft babbling coming from the kitchen area. Gwen was there, rambling on about the newly recruited cheerleaders on her team to mother.

I knew I couldn’t avoid them forever, seeing that I actually needed to tug Gwen away myself if I wanted to get out of 95 here sooner than later. MERA

She

be hanging on ETY WOT that left Gwen’s over glassy lipe. They looked like the perfect mother and daughter duo. Yet I can’t help but notice Someone was missing

Mother throws her head back as Gwen made a joke about one of her ex boyfriends who more than occasionally come to cheer practice just to catch a glimpse of her and beg for forgiveness..

Why can’t she laugh like that with me?

” He’s still in love with you.” Margie lets out a soft laugh. They hadn’t quite noticed me yet which was both annoying and kind of, saddening.

Gwen snorts flipping her blonde hair over her shoulder. The beach waves were perfectly framing her face lovely.” He’s obsessed. But who can blame him?”

M

argie laughs, nodding in agreement.

their happy bubble, piercing it until it

snap to where I w16. I stood in the doorway, ledning on the

sure to throw on an indifferent mask as they peered at my face. Gwen was the

up on a girl like that. Don’t you want us to get married together? How can that happen if you

a ghost.” My voice lacked emotion and I

for work.” Mother’s voice had me tear my eyes

you just missed him.”

Merded.

saw him earlier, I

that I was in no mood to talk about my father or be in

un to me

She hollered behind her shoulder as she links her arms with mine and tugs me

you two were to ever see any more stray cats, please refrain from bringing them

yell drowned out as we shut the front door behind us. Gwen gives me a confused side-eye.

“Long story.” I mumble.

Now we have a

the fuck Gwen!” I

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when he

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Gertrude that was a lot of tongue there.” Gwen joked. “So heated! Ohh

reddened

away from us in embarrassment as her flustered self pulled her bag even closer to her. I nearly laugh but decided against it seeing that if I were to, poor Gertrude would be mistaken as a

she

you about the heated kiss you forced us to

I mean Arabella’s innen Oh, you per child having to

your hands to yourself or you might just poke my eye out with those long pointy

one of those people that

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