UNDER CONSTRUCTION . CHAPTERS MAY UPDATE AS YOU READ . AFTER COMPLETION THE BOOK WILL BE MARKED COMPLETE & THIS MESSAGE WILL DISAPPEAR . - Binkya
Aaronzé, rising player, had everything any teenage boy could dream of; Money, good grades, and women...
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37. he's not human
The Theater was packed. We stood in a huge line for nearly fifteen minutes, and the tension between Aaronzé and Latrell was growing steadily.
When it was finally our turn to purchase food, Moasia and Latrell did it, while I took Aaronzé inside and got seated.
"They shouldn't sit too close to us, right?" He asked, "I don't mean to be rude but he asking for a beating at this point. He was breathing down my neck the entire time w—"
"Shhhh!" I hushed him, and sat down, pulling him along with me, "The movie is starting soon."
He sat beside me with a huff. I put my phone on silent. Aaronzé rested his hand on my thigh.
It was dark in the theater, and with the height of these seats I doubt anyone could see his waist let alone mine.
"Why are you touching me?" I whispered.
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Ronzé chuckled lowly.
Moasia and Latrell come into the theater. I didn't even have to turn around to know it was them, the loud door was all the evidence I needed.
