Behind Closed Doors
'Lola, I'm telling you,' Missy begins, for seemingly the millionth time. 'It's the 21st century! Put on a low-cut dress, some kick ass heels and ask. Him. Out.' I look over at Nate; his green eyes gleaming, his dark hair flicked across one eye. 'Maybe...' I mumble, looking down at my feet. She snorts. 'You've liked him forever! Just-' She is interrupted by Nate walking over to us. He looks extra sexy today, hand in one pocket, smirk in place. I've liked him for years. 'Hey Missy, Lola...' he...
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