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I discovered an interesting secret today. She is perfect. She is beautiful... she is mine.

Shit…my nose starts bleeding again, dripping all over the page, when my dick gets hard, wanting more of her, but I just wipe it and smile, looking down at it.

Before the sun rises, I regrettably make my way to her living room and use my portable key maker to copy her key as I greatly resist the urge to think of a way to kidnap her and take her, but like a good and patient boy, I leave her apartment, heading down to my car.I have time… I don’t need to rush things.

When I make it home, I order all of my baby’s favorite things, and smirk eagerly as they are brought up to my door within the hour. I fill our home with them, ready for when she moves in so we can start to build our life together.

Chapter 3

Misunderstood Oddball

JESSICA

“THAT FUCKING ASSHOLE!!!!!!” Faythe yells on the phone at the top of her lungs, making me wrinkle my nose and sigh. “Don’t wrinkle your nose and sigh at me! How are we just now finding out about this?!” She glares through the camera, and I can tell she’s sitting in the girl’s bathroom of our old school. I chuckle, seeing her cute face frowning with her Hello Kitty long nails and pink and black puff balls, looking like Bubbles from the Powerpuff Girls.

“I agree. How dare he break up with you over a text?!” Beatrice snorts, just as pissed as Faythe but a lot more collected as per usual, as she lifts her glasses onto her nose, glancing up from her college textbook.

“It’s okay, guys,” I shrug. “Don’t even trip over a lame like that.” I wave my hand, already over the bastard.

“Jess, what do you mean you’re not worried about it?! You absolutely need to be! That is just so fucking disgusting. Ithought you would be a bit more upset at this,” Faythe questions, and that’s true. I’m usually the type of person who’d be down bad after a breakup, but this is the quickest recovery I’ve ever had.I can’t help that my time is occupied.

“I really just don’t have the time. I’ve got a new friend who I ha—” But just as I say that a text comes in and I grin from ear to ear, seeing Frank’s name. Sliding out of our FaceTime call, I read his message and quickly respond.

Frankie : I’m sad…

Jess: What happened?

Frankie : Someone extremely beautiful, sweet, and adorable fell asleep on me last night…

I giggle, biting my lip and skipping clumsily along, texting him back.

Jess: Dang, I’m sorry after I showered and ate I fell asleep. I must have been tired from practice.

Frankie : It’s okay.

Frankie : Did you sleep well?

Jess: Yes! Last night I had some of the best sleep of my life actually

Jess: It must have been because I met such a cool and sweet person.

I smile, feeling rejuvenated. On God, I haven’t had a licka rest since I moved to Boston. Maybe because of the stress I’m riddled with and my home sickness has been unreal. However, last night, even after what happened with Matt, I not only got some of the best sleep ever, but I even woke up refreshed.

Frankie : Aww you truly are adorable… I could literally just eat you up

Jess: Haha well I don’t think I’m that tasty but instead how about I buy you lunch?

Frankie : Hmm… I seriously doubt that but if one is off the table, I’ll take whatever you want to throw my way.

I throw my head back laughing, truly immersed in his silly antics, but I hear someone clear their throat on my phone and I curse.Fuck!I quickly switch back over and see Faythe and Beatrice side-eyeing me.

“Damn it, sorry guys. My new friend texted me,” I tell them, still grinning and feeling like I’m floating.

“Hold on… wait a second. What do you mean a new friend?” Beatrice frowns. “Don’t tell me you’re dating someone newalready?!” She sets her book down as if ready to lecture me, but I shake my head.

“No, I’m not seeing anyone new. I literally mean just a new friend,” I roll my eyes, resisting the urge to click off and text him back, but I don’t want to be rude to my girls.

“Well, you’re sure as hell not smiling like this person isjusta new friend,” Beatrice wiggles her brows, and I chuckle, because she not wrong, but I can’t help it Frank is just the sweetest cutie pie ever.

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