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?”

her question I asked her one of my own.

only fallen asleep in the wee hours of the morning. If I did, she’d question me and I didn’t want to have to tell

to tell

The

Ld

railin at

where she looked at me Tik I was a less tenen someone’s porchShe felt soeny lut me.” They

self -pity. I shouldn’t feel such emotion, that when they didn’t even care. “Well, 1’ just go get ready quickly.” Every emotion

nods with a small smile to ease

though trying to not Screa

whirled around to face her. Her eyes scan ny

tense and let my eyes stray to the empty hallway behind her. So empty, so dull. “I know.”

alkerlin my head

tablended

театly areating

won’t be able to pick you

had an inkling that Gwen

mirror and cringe at the

at a time as I bounded down the stairs and made a bee-line for the kitchen. I wouldn’t have time to get m y favorite salad on

touched the two braids had WINYEMELİly in

when my szerordon the hands pointing at sewn forty-sixI had taken approximately two minutes to slicwer. I can sahause I had been literally counting down the

my slightly damp hair whilst putting on my panty and bra. It was a hassle and I was

be picking you up?” Her eyes shift to the clock mounted

I grumble, chewing a

Cite ww.

eyes,

Til ny rumbling stomach. Then hown m

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