Consider Me (Playing For Keeps Book 1)

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Should my response be No thank you? Probably. But here’s the thing: he’s got big hands, broad fingertips, a powerful touch, and I drank too much last night, which means I subsequently danced too much. And he feels so damn good. “Jesus Christ,” I accidentally whimper, folding toward him. “Thank you.” Rosie and Adam are adorable. They are literally the definition of mom and dad, I’m so in love with them both. Stepbrother Stories 2 - 21 Taboo Story Collection (Brother Sister Stepbrother Stepsister Taboo Pseudo Incest Family Virgin Creampie Pregnant Forced Pregnancy Breeding) by Roxi Harding(10233) No, I know who you meant.” I tear my gaze away before he can see me. It’s not lost on me that it’s pointless. I’m sitting behind the bench; he’s going to see me. I guess I was banking on him not remembering me. “I must have heard you incorrectly, though. I thought you said he was asking about me.” The floors are always disgusting.” Cara pops the top off a king can of beer, depositing it into my waiting hands. “That’s why I don’t bother with heels anymore.”

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Christ, she’s exactly the type of teacher I would’ve died to have in high school. Gorgeous, with a perfect, full ass and a snarky, sarcastic personality.My face lifts, nose in the air as I inhale and rub my belly with my free hand. “Smells so good, Em. Come to mama.” Her lashes flutter as her eyes fall shut for a moment, and she pushes a quiet sigh past her lips like she needs a second to get a handle on herself. How do you do that?” I ask, sandwiching my phone between my ear and my shoulder as I dig my car keys out of my bag. “How do you know the moment I have my phone in my hand?” I’m oddly captivated by the way she slings one leg over the other and lifts her glass to her mouth, draining nearly half of it in one long pull like it’s her day job, and I stand a little taller when she starts scanning the room. She skims over me, then past me.

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I agree, Ollie.” My hand covers her thigh, squeezing gently as her lips part on a jagged inhale, wide eyes peering at me as the magnetism instinctively draws us both closer. “Besides the obvious, what you need is a man who knows how to take care of you.” My fingers walk up her thigh, and hers curl around my bicep, gripping it to stay upright. “Someone who knows how to hit all the right…spots.” You did not.” I lean into him, examining his place. I mean, just in case, right? “Damnit,” I mutter when I see it.My forehead crumples as I blink down at her, her hand slipping from mine as she steps out of reach. “What?” The cameras pan my way, my vision bursting with flashing white lights as I slink so far down in my seat, fingers creeping up my face, burying it in my hands. I know exactly whose arms wind around me, whose hands hold me close, whose lips linger by my jaw. I know all that, but it doesn’t stop me from what I do next. Rosie Wells is a single mama, she’s never been anyone’s first choice, since her parents passed away. But now she has her son Conner, who she loves with her whole heart. But then she suddenly bums into Adam. He slaps my hand away, turning his attention to the party. “Did Cara already tell you you’re not allowed to sleep with any of her friends?”

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The ridiculousness of the way they talk and how in every freaking chapter they are having a deep convo or talking about their insecurities or just the overall flowerly, cringiness that is the couple was still there, but you gotta expect that going into a BM book. They are going to talk weird and not realistic and they are going to reassure reassure reassure over and over and over again. Do you wake up every day and think to yourself, ‘What can I say to Rosie today that’ll make her fall even more in love with me?’” I’m entranced, fixated, obsessed. I can’t look away, and when Cara’s hands grip her friend’s waist, slipping in slow motion down to her hips, I fight a groan, ’cause I kinda think I wanna do that. They don’t understand. I may be entirely turned off by the way he carelessly collects women, but I’m only so strong. I’m afraid it might be possible to charm the pants right off me. If anyone can do it, it’s him.

I barely spare the sandy blond leaning in the doorway of the boy’s change room a glance. “Stop inviting me to your parties, Brad. I’m your teacher.” They "slowed down" idk if I would even really call it that, but after that something switched and I started enjoying it a lot more.