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| Re: All I've Never Wanted... A Novella by Nobody: 10:46am On Dec 28, 2014 |
thronekid:when you see the name Shaxee! Didn't you know am the only one bearing it? Am Meshack shaxee of course bro! |
| Re: All I've Never Wanted... A Novella by Teebashy(f): 11:06am On Dec 28, 2014 |
I do....Carlo and Zack |
| Re: All I've Never Wanted... A Novella by Fareedha: 11:36am On Dec 28, 2014 |
Shaxee:plus ice cream too |
| Re: All I've Never Wanted... A Novella by Nobody: 11:47am On Dec 28, 2014 |
Fareedha:lols no ice cream in the building |
| Re: All I've Never Wanted... A Novella by Fareedha: 12:13pm On Dec 28, 2014 |
Shaxee:I'll have to manage d popcorn then.thanks |
| Re: All I've Never Wanted... A Novella by Nobody: 12:22pm On Dec 28, 2014 |
Fareedha:alright dear!! I'll update before 1pm |
| Re: All I've Never Wanted... A Novella by Nobody: 12:26pm On Dec 28, 2014 |
CHAPTER 6 You you you are, you you you are Womanizer, womanizer, womanizer Boy don't try to front I (I) know just (just) what you are-are-are "Womanizer"~Britney Spears I shut the door quietly behind me, smiling weakly at my mom, who looked equal parts angry, relieved, and for some reason, nervous. “Are you ok?” was the first question she asked me. “I’m fine, Mom.” “Are you sure? No broken bones, no muggings, nothing like that?” I sighed. “No.” “Good. Then WHERE WERE YOU? I’ve been sick with worry! Maya, you know never to turn off your phone, especially when you’re late. You have no idea what I thought happened!” “I’m sorry,” I apologized, ashamed. “But I…uh, broke my phone my accident.” I held out the pieces as evidence, and filled her in with a very abbreviated, very modified version of what had happened. “Ok. You should've been more careful, Maya.” She seemed appeased though, which surprised me. Normally my mom did not let me off the hook that easily. “Well, dinner’s just about ready, so come eat.” I followed her into the kitchen, which also doubled as a dining room, and started setting the table while she put the finishing touches on dinner. I had just put down the last fork when I heard a key turn in the front door, and a moment later, my dad walked in, jacket off and tie loosened. He looked tired but his face lit up when he saw us. “Daddy!” I grinned and ran over to give him a huge hug. Ok, so yes, I was a huge daddy’s girl. Sue me. “Hey, sweetheart. How was your day?” “It was good.” No need to make him worry. “How was work?” “Boring as all hell,” he replied laughingly, walking over to give my mom a quick peck on the cheek. “Yeah, right.” I scrunched up my nose. My dad loved his job. He had wanted to be an architect his whole life, and now he was one of the best in the state. As we settled in at the table, I stared at my parents, feeling unbelievably lucky that they were still together and happy in a town where so many families were plagued with divorce, sordid affairs, mistresses, and children that were viewed as props more than anything else. Plus, the way they had gotten together was so romantic. I let out a soft sigh as I thought about it. My mom and dad had met on the subway in New York City. He’d been an undergraduate in Columbia at the time, while she’d been working at a Chinese pharmacy. Though my mom initially resisted his advances, my dad remained dogged in his pursuit until he finally succeeded. The two fell in love, and my dad proposed four years later, on the anniversary of their first meeting. They’d gotten married seven months later and had me practically before the honeymoon phase was over. Now, after almost twenty years, they were still very much in love. I played with the spaghetti on my plate. Though I didn’t particularly want a boyfriend right now, I fantasized about finding that one true love someday. I was a total sucker for cheesy, over-the-top romance. “Maya? |
| Re: All I've Never Wanted... A Novella by Nobody: 12:31pm On Dec 28, 2014 |
***CONTINUES*** I snapped back down to earth and found myself facing my parents’ quizzical looks. “Sorry,” I apologized. “You’ve been spacing out so much lately.” My mom’s tone was gently reprimanding. “Did you hear what I just said?” I shook my head. She exchanged glances with my dad. “Your grandmother’s coming down next weekend. She’s going to be staying with us for a bit.” I nearly choked on the glass of water I was sipping. “What?” I gasped between coughs, hoping I had just heard wrong. Unfortunately, I hadn’t. That much was clear when my mom repeated the statement. “Oh,” I said, my voice filled with dismay. I noticed my dad didn’t look particularly thrilled either. Despite his meticulousness at work, he’d always been a bit scatterbrained at home, which had always put him at odds with my control-freak grandmother. Don’t get me wrong, I love my grandmother and all, but she could be a little…overbearing. Basically, she’s your typical Asian grandma in every sense except she wanted me to get married and have babies very, very soon. Not that she wanted any grandchildren now, but she’s been bugging me about getting a boyfriend forever, figuring by the time I graduated college, we would have dated for a sufficient amount of time and therefore could get married. If she had her way, I would have a ring on my finger the second I walked across the stage and accepted my university diploma. Unfortunately, my grandmother wasn’t exactly stupid, and she could see I had absolutely no intention or desire to get a boyfriend anytime soon. Instead of being dissuaded, she only took upon herself the title of matchmaker and tried to set me up with every boy my age who met her standards. Every phone call and visit from her had been peppered with the mention of Jared or Tom or Wentworth. There had even been one named Sigmund. Now, I am sure Sigmund—who I’d never met, thank God— is a lovely boy, but if I were to date someone, he sure as hell would not be named after what I considered a rather whacked-out psychologist who spent way too much time thinking about sex. “Anyway, it should be fun,” my mom chirped brightly, though she wasn’t fooling anyone. “It’ll be family bonding time.” “Yeah. Fun.” My shoulders slumped as I thought about coming home to my grandmother trying to force yet another mathematical genius/ musical prodigy/future Bill Gates on me. One thing was clear. I needed a plan, and I needed one fast. ******************** ******************** ******************** ******************** ******************** ********* “Yes, I received the package.” Roman strode into his bedroom and kicked the door shut behind him. “Your payment is waiting at its usual place.” Without another word, he snapped his phone closed and stared at the manila envelope in his hands. In it was everything he needed to know about Maya Lindberg. Everything about her life, her family…everything he needed to destroy her. Roman swallowed a bit at the thought. Why didn’t he feel happier at the prospect? It couldn’t be because he actually wanted her around. She was more annoying than a splattered bug on his windshield. “Screw it,” he muttered, opening the envelope with unnecessary violence. As he scanned the papers though, a small, smug smile slowly made its way onto his face. |
| Re: All I've Never Wanted... A Novella by Crowny1(f): 1:02pm On Dec 28, 2014 |
Way to go. I'm starting to hate Roman though. |
| Re: All I've Never Wanted... A Novella by SusannaJohnson(f): 1:16pm On Dec 28, 2014 |
Wow! Roman is such a big jerk. Enjoying every bit of this story Shaxee. I'm on team Carlo, Zack and Adriana. I love their personalties. |
| Re: All I've Never Wanted... A Novella by Nobody: 2:20pm On Dec 28, 2014 |
***CONTINUES*** When he finished, he let out a disbelieving laugh. Of course! He should’ve known. Nobody could be that resilient without some motivation. “So, you’re a Westsider,” he murmured to himself, as a new plan started forming in his head. That made things so much clearer and simpler. Obviously, Maya had been trying to stand out in order to get his attention. Pretty clever actually. Roman narrowed his eyes. If that was the case, which he was sure it was, then making her surrender had just gotten a whole lot easier… ************************************************************************************************************* “I’m so screwed, V.” I flopped down on my bed and sighed heavily into the phone, wishing I could just transform into someone else until it was time to go to college. “I have enough problems at school without having to worry about my grandmother’s matchmaking. What am I supposed to do?” Venice let out a loud sniffle, obviously still recovering from the flu. “When is she coming again?” “Next weekend.” “And she’s staying for how long?” I sighed. “My mom said ‘a bit’. I have no idea what that means.” “Hmmm…”Venice sounded thoughtful. “Well, I think the solution is pretty obvious.” I immediately sat up straight. “Really?” I asked eagerly. “What’s the solution?” “Just have someone pretend to be your boyfriend!” My face fell in disappointment. “Venice, can you come up with a plausible solution? How am I supposed to find a fake boyfriend? Everyone hates me!” “Well…they don’thateyou…” I snorted. “Yeah, uh…you weren’t at school this past week.” The instant the words left my mouth, I regretted it. I didn’t want to make Venice feel guilty for not being there. I mean, it’s not like she could help it—she had theflu. Venice was quiet for a moment. “I know,” she said, sounding slightly tearful. “I’m sorry I wasn’t there to help you out, really! I know it must’ve been hell for you but—“ “V, it’s ok,” I interrupted, feeling quite guilty myself. She was a good friend, and I didn’t want her to think otherwise. “It’s fine. I can handle it.” Venice sniffled. “I know you’re strong Maya, but—I just—“ She let out a loud sigh. “You’re—you’re not going to withdraw from school, are you?” “No way in hell!” I answered vehemently. “I’m not going to let Roman Fiori have that satisfaction.” “Well, if you survived this long, I’m sure they’ll get bored soon,” Venice pointed out, sounding hopeful and relieved. “And then it wouldn’t be so bad.” “I guess. Right now, I’m more worried about my grandmother. You’ve never met her, but let me tell you, Asian grandmothers are not to be messed with.” “Just take my advice and find a fake boyfriend!” “Like who?” She paused. “Well…that cute guy from the party, James, asked for your number…” I was horrified. “You want me to ask James to be my fake boyfriend? I barely even know him!” “So? It’s not like you’re really dating! Although you guys would make a cute couple… |
| Re: All I've Never Wanted... A Novella by Nobody: 2:22pm On Dec 28, 2014 |
***CONTINUES*** I rolled my eyes.Venice never got tired of trying to set me up with someone. “By the way, did he ever call you?” “Oh. Uh…yeah,” I admitted reluctantly. I still haven’t told her about my little adventure with Roman and Carlo today. “And?! What happened? Give me all the details!”Venice gushed, sounding completely recovered at the mention of the phone call. I sighed and recounted the story of what happened this afternoon. Knowing Venice, she was going to find out anyway. “Wait, you went to Roman Fiori’shouse?”she squealed when I’d finished. “AndCarlo Tevasco gave you a ride home? Maya, that’s amazing!” I pulled the phone away from my ear and stared at it. Sometimes,Venice just amazed me. She really did. “What part of being kidnapped is amazing?” “That part where your kidnapper is the most gorgeous guy on earth,” she retorted. “Hey, maybe Roman or Carlo can pretend to be your boyfriend!” I almost choked on my own spit at the sheer ridiculousness of the idea. “Yeah, right,” I snorted. “The day Roman Fiori becomes my boyfriend—whether real or fake—is the day hell freezes over.” ************************************************************************************************************** Something was wrong. Something was very, very wrong. I shot a pointed look at the petite redhead who’d been glaring at me for the past half hour, and she turned away with a huff. Weird. Actually, this whole week had been weird. I’d come back to school Monday expecting more abuse, but instead I’d gotten…nothing. Oh, sure, there’d been stares and whispers, but there had been no pranks, no nasty messages scrawled on my locker, nothing thrown on me. It actually creeped me out a lot more than any snake or fake period stain could. When the bell finally rang, I was torn between relief and dread. On the one hand, it was always good to get out of Valesca as fast as I could; on the other, my grandmother was going to be waiting at home, and I still hadn’t figured out a way to ward off her matchmaking advances. I grabbed my bag and pushed past the other students, ignoring their silent stares. Well, if they’d all had brain transplants or something last weekend, that wasn’t my problem. “Hey, Maya!” I turned, my jaw dropping when I saw who it was. “So, where are you heading?” Parker asked casually, like we’d been friends forever or something. “Uh…home.” I eyed him suspiciously, gripping the strap of my backpack tighter and increasing my pace. Sadly, since I was a whole head shorter than him, he managed to match my pace perfectly. “Want a ride?” I rolled my eyes. What was it with Scions and giving me rides—willingly or otherwise—lately? “No thanks.” “Are you sure? Because it looks like it’s about to rain,” Parker cautioned, opening the door for me and tilting his chin in the direction of the sky, which did look alarmingly gray and stormy. I bit my lip. Usually, I didn’t mind walking in the rain, but with my grandmother here, I didn’t need another lecture on how I never took care of myself, how I was going to get sick, blah blah blah. |
| Re: All I've Never Wanted... A Novella by Teebashy(f): 2:33pm On Dec 28, 2014 |
“Hey, Maya!” I turned, my jaw dropping when I saw who it was. “So, where are you heading?” Parker asked casually, like we’d been friends forever or something. “Uh…home.” I eyed him suspiciously, gripping the strap of my backpack tighter and increasing my pace. Sadly, since I was a whole head shorter than him, he managed to match my pace perfectly. “Want a ride?” I rolled my eyes. What was it with Scions and giving me rides—willingly or otherwise—lately? “No thanks.” “Are you sure? Because it looks like it’s about to rain,” Parker cautioned, opening the door for me and tilting his chin in the direction of the sky, which did look alarmingly gray and stormy. I bit my lip. Usually, I didn’t mind walking in the rain, but with my grandmother here, I didn’t need another lecture on how I never took care of myself, how I was going to get sick, blah blah blah. what is parker up to |
| Re: All I've Never Wanted... A Novella by Nobody: 2:51pm On Dec 28, 2014 |
Teebashy:meaning dear!! |
| Re: All I've Never Wanted... A Novella by Nobody: 2:58pm On Dec 28, 2014 |
***CONTINUES*** Come on, you know you want to,” Parker cajoled with a charming smile. I hesitated. Well, he’d never outright been mean to me. Actually, he’d been pretty nice about the whole beer thing… “Fine. Thanks,” I conceded grudgingly. I couldn’t believe I was willingly getting into a car with Parker Remington, the biggest player since Casanova. Maybe I’d fallen and smacked my head on the pavement but just didn’t remember it. Because, you know, I had smacked my head on the pavement. “This is turning out to be a bit of a pattern, isn’t it?” Parker asked, sounding amused as he pulled out of the parking lot. “What is?” I shrugged out of my hot, itchy blazer. For something so expensive, it sure wasn’t very comfortable. “Getting rides home every Friday.” “Trust me, it’s not really my choice,” I huffed. I hesitated, then before I could lose my nerve, asked, “What’s going on with everyone?” “What do you mean?” “Why is everyone being…nicer? If that’s the right word.” “You mean, why aren’t they shoving snakes in your locker?” I shuddered slightly at the memory. I hated reptiles. “Yeah.” “I have no idea.” I shot Parker a disbelieving look. “You’re Parker Remington. You should know everything!” “I should,” he agreed. “But I don’t. That’s more Roman’s forte, and maybe Zack’s. He kind of a gossiper.” I couldn’t help but snicker. I may not know him, but Zack did seem like that type. “Well, then, why are you being so nice to me?” I asked. We stopped at a red light and he turned to give me a heartmelting smile. I actually felt my knees weaken. Although I may not like the Scions—and that was putting it lightly— it didn’t mean I was dead. Parker was charming and good- looking enough to elicit a physical reaction from any living, breathing girl. “Why do you think?” he asked, holding my gaze for several intense seconds. A warm blush crept up on my cheeks. He was good, I’ll give him that. I turned away. “Because you want to get in my pants?” I asked cheekily, trying to recover. Parker let out a loud laugh. “Well, I’ve never heard a girl say that quite so bluntly before.” The light turned green, and he stepped on the gas. “Besides, I’m a guy. I want to get into every girl’s pants. Or skirt.” He raised his eyebrows at my bare legs. I tugged down the hem of my skirt. “At least you’re honest.” He shrugged. “I’m always honest. I don’t see why people lie. It’s never a good idea in the long run.” "I agree." I eyed him thoughtfully. “You know, you aren’t as horrible as I thought.” “Thanks.” His tone was wry. “That’s the nicest thing anyone’s ever said to me.” “You’re welcome.” I smirked. I couldn’t believe I was actually entertained by my conversation with Parker, but I was. “Oh, actually, you can let me off right here. |
| Re: All I've Never Wanted... A Novella by Nobody: 3:03pm On Dec 28, 2014 |
***CONTINUES*** Here?” Parker blinked. “But we’re not at your house yet. We’re at a daycare center.” As if on cue, a ponytailed girl who was obviously a nanny walked out with a pair of adorable but fudge-covered twins in tow. “Is there something you forgot to tell everyone?” “No!” I rolled my eyes. “I’m only seventeen! But…I just don’t want my parents asking questions about who you are and stuff. It’s been a long day.” He shrugged. “Your wish is my command.” Parker tipped an imaginary hat at me. I laughed. “Thanks for the ride,” I said almost shyly. Then I smirked. “But you’re never getting into my pants. Or skirt.” With that, I slammed the door shut, but not before Parker’s laugh made its way into my ears. When I arrived at my house, I wasn’t surprised to see my mom’s car out front. She’d probably just picked up my grandmother from the airport. Taking a deep breath, I slowly opened the door and entered the living room. I immediately saw my grandmother sitting on the couch, wearing a pair of gray pants and a black Mao-style shirt with red flowers that buttoned up her neck. My mom fluttered nervously around her, looking jittery. She’d obviously consumed even more coffee than usual in preparation for this visit. “Oh, good Maya, you’re home.” She sounded massively relieved, which was far from how I felt. “Maya, let me look at you,” my grandmother said with a heavy Asian accent, standing up and eyeing me critically from head to toe. “You gain weight? Your butt so big.” My face turned beet red. “No, grandma. I didn't gain weight. How was your flight?” I asked, trying to deflect the attention from my butt. “Good, good. Come, I show you something.” She pulled me over to the couch and pushed a stack of pictures into my lap. She was never one for formal greetings. “I found perfect boy for you,” my grandmother promised, shoving one of the pictures under my nose. “He very good. Will be doctor someday. Going to Harvard, very smart boy.” I took the picture from her hands and stared down at the skinny, gawky Asian boy wearing a highly unfortunate sweater vest. “Uh…I’m sure he’s very nice, grandma, but he’s not really my type.” My grandmother snatched the picture and replaced it with one of another Asian boy, this one with a huge grin that showed off a mouth of crooked teeth. He was standing on a pier and holding a giant fish in one hand. “Not best picture, but he very handsome. He want to be lawyer.” I shook my head. My grandmother frowned. “You no like Asian boys? Maya, you part Asian!” “It’s not that I don’t like Asian boys, grandma, it’s just that —“ I shot a desperate, help-me look at my mother. “Mom, why don’t we let Maya rest for bit?” my mom suggested. “She must be tired from school. And you must be tired, too.” My grandmother let out an indignant sniff. “I seventy, not ninety! Not tired yet. Maya cannot wait. She seventeen! If she no find boyfriend soon, she will be old maid.” She rummaged through the pile of photos. “If you no like Asians, I have very good-looking white boy. He looks a bit like, what is his name? Ah, Carrot Top? But he will be good hus—“ “No!” I nearly shouted. “What you mean, no?” My grandmother looked highly insulted. |
| Re: All I've Never Wanted... A Novella by Teebashy(f): 3:08pm On Dec 28, 2014 |
Shaxee:wat is parker up to |
| Re: All I've Never Wanted... A Novella by Crowny1(f): 4:43pm On Dec 28, 2014 |
Shaxee:I love her grandmother |
| Re: All I've Never Wanted... A Novella by Nobody: 5:09pm On Dec 28, 2014 |
| Re: All I've Never Wanted... A Novella by Nobody: 5:14pm On Dec 28, 2014 |
Do you guys luv vampire stories!! I wanna try somethinq like start a new trend on vampire diaries and i need you guys help! Just need a qo ahead! Then i'll start the trend and post the url here to direct you guys to read the story! |
| Re: All I've Never Wanted... A Novella by Nobody: 5:24pm On Dec 28, 2014 |
Shaxee: thronekid: |
| Re: All I've Never Wanted... A Novella by Nobody: 5:29pm On Dec 28, 2014 |
thronekid:i'll be doing my normal updating here! No stopping |
| Re: All I've Never Wanted... A Novella by Nobody: 5:31pm On Dec 28, 2014 |
Shaxee:I tink U'r gud t go then,dunno bout odax though |
| Re: All I've Never Wanted... A Novella by Nobody: 5:35pm On Dec 28, 2014 |
Shaxee:Yeah,I sure am,patiently waitin fr d next episode o |
| Re: All I've Never Wanted... A Novella by vonn(f): 5:48pm On Dec 28, 2014 |
Shaxee:Aye aye !!!!!!! |
| Re: All I've Never Wanted... A Novella by Nobody: 6:40pm On Dec 28, 2014 |
[b]Guys! You can now read and follow my other story TITLE: love & hate!! Just view and read it! If you like it! Please like and comment! We being doing a nice job! Thanks this the link to my other thread[b/] www.nairaland.com/2065446/love-hate#29281461 |
| Re: All I've Never Wanted... A Novella by Fareedha: 7:04pm On Dec 28, 2014 |
Come and update this one 1 Like |
| Re: All I've Never Wanted... A Novella by Nobody: 7:08pm On Dec 28, 2014 |
Fareedha:i'll update it!! but busy for now! I'll update around 8pm |
| Re: All I've Never Wanted... A Novella by SusannaJohnson(f): 7:25pm On Dec 28, 2014 |
Shaxee:Way to go dear, thanks for the updates. Each updates get me eagerly waiting for more. Thumbs up nd do start ur new story and don't forget to post the link here. |
| Re: All I've Never Wanted... A Novella by Nobody: 7:31pm On Dec 28, 2014 |
SusannaJohnson:this is the new link to ties story www.nairaland.com/2065446/love-hate |
| Re: All I've Never Wanted... A Novella by Nobody: 7:34pm On Dec 28, 2014 |
***CONTINUES*** Uh, I mean, no, I don’t need to meet any of the boys because…um…” I gulped. “Uh…I already have a boyfriend!” “You do?” My mom and grandmother chorused. I gave my mom another look. “Uh…yeah. We’ve been dating for…for a month!” “Really?” My grandmother narrowed her eyes suspiciously. “What’s his name?” “Um…it’s…uh…” At that moment, the doorbell rang, and I nearly shot out of my seat. Saved by the bell! “I’ll get it!” With that, I ran to the door and yanked it open. I blinked. “Parker?” “Hey.” He gave me another one of those devastating grins. “You forgot this.” He held up my blazer. I had completely forgotten about that. “Oh, thanks,” I breathed, taking the jacket from him. “You didn’t have to come all the way here to bring this to me.” “I was already pretty close, remember?” Parker pushed his shades on top of his head. “Since I was such a gentleman, I think I deserve a dinner date, don’t you?” I gripped the doorknob tightly. “Parker, this isn’t the best time—“ “Maya? Who’s at the door?” Crap. “No one, grandma,” I called sweetly. “I—“ Ignoring me, my grandmother came over and nudged me aside. She stared disapprovingly at Parker. “Why you bother my granddaughter?” “Good afternoon, miss,” Parker said smoothly, not seeming at all fazed. “I just came by to give Maya her jacket back.” My grandmother propped her hands on her hips, looking like a tiny Asian Napoleon. “Why you have Maya’s jacket?” she demanded. “And I no miss. I seventy! You smooth- talking playbooks—“ “Playboys,” I whispered. She ignored me. “You smooth-talking playbooks, I no trust you.” Then she turned and jabbed a finger at me. “Maya! You have sex with strange boy in car?” “Grandma!” I yelled, absolutely mortified. Parker let out a cough and covered his mouth with a fist, obviously trying to hide the huge grin that was spreading. Well, it was nice to see someone found this situation amusing. “I didn’t have sex with him! He just gave me a ride home from school!” “Why you get ride from strange boys?” My grandmother glared at my mom. “This how you raise daughter?” My mom just looked bewildered. She obviously had no idea what was going on. Actually, neither did I. “No, he’s not a strange boy!” I was desperate to make this stop. “He’s—uh…“ Suddenly, I had a lightbulb moment. “He’s my boyfriend!” My mom, grandmother, and Parker all whipped their heads around to stare at me in shock. They spoke at the same time. “He is?” “You are?” “I am?” I smiled sweetly and reached out to grab Parker’s hand, squeezing it tighter than normal. “Yes. This is Parker. He was the boyfriend I told you about.” “Really?” My grandmother looked Parker over. “You stay for dinner,” she pronounced regally. “I have questions for you. |
| Re: All I've Never Wanted... A Novella by Nobody: 7:38pm On Dec 28, 2014 |
***CONTINUES*** Parker looked at me and raised his eyebrows. I widened my eyes, sending him telepathic pleas. Please, please say yes. Please say yes. I’ll do anything. I’ll wash your car, walk your dog, if you have a dog— “Of course. I’m looking forward to it.” Parker sounded completely sincere. Someone had some experience bullshitting. Still, if there was anyone who would make a great fake boyfriend, it was the womanizing Parker Remington. Easy on the eyes, charming, and I won't have to worry about either of us falling for the other. “I guess I’m staying for dinner,” he whispered into my ear, following my grandmother into the house. “You owe me, by the way.” “I know,” I whispered back. “Thank you.” “I have an idea of how you can repay me though…” He smirked. I wrinkled my nose. “Ugh! You’re such a perv.” “It’s in my nature, sweetheart. You’ll never be able to resist my charm.” I snorted. “Or your amazing modesty.” He just smiled at me innocently. "Don't forget about that goodbye kiss you need to give me at the end of the night, if you want your grandmother to believe we're an item." I groaned. This was going to be a long night. ------------------------------ --------------------------- READ ME--------------------------- ------------------------------ -------- As promised, I updated =) Sorry if this chapter was a bit fast-paced! Needed to get the plot going and all lol. Soo...what do you think of Maya's grandmother? Haha. Also I don't know how well this song goes with the chapter but I couldn't think of anything else. |
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