Dexton Fuller
Your enemy.
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I just had a motorcycle accident. With my new Yamaha R7 bike. God fucking damnit.
My whole body hurts. I walk into the apartment I’m sharing with Alex, my roommate. He stares at me as if I just pissed on his shoes.
What the hell did you do, man?
Crashed my bike,I mutter, until my eyes land on another person sitting on the couch, looking at me with so much hatred in her eyes I instantly know who it is. Alex senses our staring contest, stepping back.
That’s my sister, Honey. She needs a place to stay for a few weeks until she finds her own place. I thought I’d just let her stay here if that’s okay with you?I don’t say anything, just gaping at Lily. And I stiffen up completely, staring into her perfect eyes that I haven’t seen in so damn long that I didn’t even know how much I missed them.