Muriel has had her life sculpted and figured out by her well-renowned defense attorney father since she was a child. His Moto: Head down, do your schoolwork, be the best, and always do the right thing.
But what happens when she catches her father wi...
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Immidiatly I hate myself for searching Tally's face for all the flaws imaginable. And I hate myself even more when I can't find any.
She's flipping gorgeous. Her long golden blonde hair is curled effortlessly, and she hardly looks as if she's wearing any makeup.
She's got an amazing body, with big boobs, thin waist, and round hips. We're about the same height and actually nearly wearing the same outfit with a white jean skirt and a smocked top. Her's is blue while mine is green.
"Oh my days, this is the Murry?" She asks glancing to Ollie then smiles a perfect lumineer smile at me.
I laugh nervously and want to turn on my heel and run.
"The one and only." Ollie adds pressing the bottle of beer to his lips.
"You're in London early? I thought you arrived in June?" Tally asks holding her eyes to mine, intrigued as to why I am here early.
"Um, well...change of plans I guess." I bite onto my lip ignoring the images of my dad bending his assistant over his office desk and ramming her into next year.
"Shit, girl. I know you like your plans." Tally giggles and glances to Ollie who smirks. "Are you here until September?"
"I think so." How is it she knows everything? I give a quick glance to Ollie knowing she knows practically everything about me probably because of him. "If everything goes to plan." I add knowing I may be coming off slightly standoffish.
"And what do these new plans entail, Murry?" Ollie gives me a mischevious cock of his dark eye brow. He's wearing a crisp black hat worn low on his head, a matching black shirt and dark blue jeans. Every bit of him would lure me right back into his arms If I wasn't careful.
"Still figuring it out, Ollie." I quip back quickly knowing all three girls and Ollie himself just caught me basically undressing him with my drunk eyes.
"It'll be next year before this one figures anything out." Ollie mutters under his breath but all four of us hear it.
This jerk thinks he is so funny.
"A girl is allowed to weigh her options, Oliver."
His attention is snapped instantly to me and one of the girls giggles under her breath while a little spark of confidence crests inside.
"Options?" Ollie repeats probably astonished at my quick retort and by what I've eluded to.
Okay, so I just wanted to rub his nose in it a little. It's not like I have actual options. Jeremy as an option is a big fat no for me, and I'm still considering Ollie...I've decided as a newly single woman that I choose the third option. Myself.
I, myself, is the best candidate. I'm smart, I think I'm funny, I'm patient and mostly kind to myself. And I'd never lie or cheat on myself.
"Well, it was nice to meet you all." I smile and excuse myself heading back towards our large group but let out a loud sigh when a hand grabs my elbow.
