Blaze Davis is the girl in the shadows. The one no one notices but if given a chance, could light up your world with a personality as unique as the scars adorning her body like damaged armour. She has secrets no one knows and hidden beneath that mas...
"The stones weighing down my bones shattered with every brush of his lips against my reverent skin"
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❃ B l a z e ❃
"Those are a lot of snacks," were the first words that left my mouth when Bree upended the duffle bag's contents on my bed.
"Yeah, we're doing first date rituals with you. Eating, gossiping, giving you sexual advice." A bright grin beamed on Ann's cheeks as she ripped open a bag of Cheetos.
"Please don't talk about sexual advice when my brother is involved." Bree's nose crinkled with disgust as she popped an Oreo into her mouth.
Meanwhile, I stood dumbfounded in front of my bed, reeling from how swiftly they had settled into my room.
"Do you want to watch a movie? There's still time until we get you ready for your date." Bree grabbed my laptop off my desk after I nodded, opening the web browser.
"Let's get you into a romantic mood." My two best friends shared a conspiratorial smirk before hiding the screen from me.
"What the fuck are you doing?" I swore under my breath as the sound of heavy panting sprung from my laptop speakers, resembling moans.
"You fucking didn't, turn it off." I glared at them when I saw a severely explicit video playing on my computer. The visuals of bare skin saturated the silence long after I slammed my laptop shut.
Ann and Bree dissolved into a stream of laughter, my cheeks heating slightly from a weird tingling in my stomach.
"Just getting you ready for your date," Bree gasped out through a fit of chuckles, her eyes watering slightly.
"It isn't that kind of date." My sharp retort served as fuel for their amusement as Ann made a show of wiping hnon-existent tears.
"You're so adorable, don't tell me you've never watched 50 Shades of Grey before." Ann's lips quirked up as she finally settled down, propping her elbow on a pillow.
"I'm pretty sure everyone has seen that movie. That doesn't mean you just play it out of nowhere."
"It'll get you in the mood to get freaky," Ann shimmied her shoulders and I chucked a pillow at her head.
"Now isn't the time to watch Hollywood porn. Please put on something that won't have me picturing boobs on my date."
"You're such a bore," Bree pouted, nonetheless flicking through the catalogue before playing an early 2000's chick flick.
