This is a book full of pain, love, lust, happiness, and unanswered questions. I hope it leaves you thinking about it for the rest of the day and brings YOU some joy and entertainment
I absolutely love writing about Oscar because of the endless poss...
"are your teeth fake?" I used my thumb to pull down Oscar's bottom lip, making him smile.
"no? why" he laughed swatting my hand away from his lips.
"there so white, how did you do that" I forced his smile again to get a closer look.
"Toothbrush" his brow raised, the eye contact this man can hold is truly unbeatable
"and you have freckles, are your eyes are actually hazel." I smiled softly examining his perfect face.
"you makin me blush fool stop" he put his hand over my eyes pushing me away from his face, I giggled taking his hand away and instead I rested my head in his neck breathing in his colonge.
Quick A/N
when i started putting this colonge in all Oscar's outfits I had no idea what it smelt like so I fully went on a manhunt to find it, and when I smelt it I srsly can imagine oscar would wear something like this. It js smells so cleannn. I love
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Continue, sorry for the interruption.
"why do you wanna be a stripper?" oscar finally brought it up, I planned a whole conversation because I knew it would become the topic at some point.
"I need money, and it seems fun. who wouldn't want to dance for money" I immediately went off script, realizing the real reason was more believable than my fake planned comvo
"why do you need money? I've got money, use it" he wrapped his hands across my back, looking at me with confusion.
"okay, that was a hot thing to say, but no like seriously, I wanna buy a motorbike. I wanna be able to support myself" I stopped myself from any stupid decisions, 'I've got money, use it' are you kiddingg? ahhh
"you know how to ride a motorbike?" he chuckled
"no, but I'm going to learn." I smiled
" ill teach you" he asked with a raised brow.
"with what bike" I laughed, why would he ask to teach me without a b-
"mine"
I sat up, jaw dropped.
"since when? oh my gosh" I stood up pulling him with me toward the garage door.
"I've had it forever, you never seen it?" he laughed following behind me.
"no, I haven't, and you can actually drive it?" I asked getting excited.
"why would I have it if I couldn't ride it" he smiled down at me as I opened the door outside and walked toward the garage.
I gasped walking in and seeing it right infront of me. How have I never seen it?
"holy shit oscar" I slid my hand over the shiny bike.
