I pluck a torch from a post and start for the woodland. We find Natesa and Yatin before they do.
Good. Get on your knees and suck me off. See how aggressive and passionate I am?I punch him in the arm. That is so unappealing to me.
Fine, then spread your legs so I could eat you out.I’ll think about that one.He grins at me. Keep me posted.
The lighthearted mood dies when the hosts bring up the topic of my father. Jensen had a great season, Trevor says. Shame they didn’t get a berth, but hopefully next year will garner a different result. I really do believe he’s the best coach in D1 hockey right now.Sadness coats my throat. I wonder if I should text my dad. He must be so disappointed that Briar’s season ended this way.
I should text my dad, I say out loud. You know, offer my condolences.
Jake’s tone goes soft. I’m sure he’d appreciate that.Don’t you fucking tell me to calm down. You’ve ruined my life. I’m the ‘blonde bimbo that was cast aside to make way for royalty.’ Corrie was quoting the article. The only way Shannon knew that was because Samantha Harrison had texted the quote and said, Welcome to the monarchy. They’d laughed about it.
You and I both know that is not what happened. You walked out on him. We were all there.You told me to.
I did no such thing. This conversation was going nowhere.Yes, you did! Corrie was screaming now.