Book 4 of the 'Love Unkown' Series
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"But 'Just Friends' don't look at each other like this."
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When two unlikely friends, Margot Rose Jackson and Kenji Reid Mishra, find themselves growing closer, they must decide whether to stick with the c...
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"I'll be back. I swear." I stuff my wallet into my back pocket, pulling on my sneakers.
I feel soft hands wrap around my waist and I stand to my full height. "Where are you even going?" Margot has been asking questions since I got the call from Micah literal minutes ago.
"I'm meeting Ian and Micah at a—" she tightens her arms around me.
"—A club?" I stifle a laugh as I turn in her arms, facing her head-on. She tilts her head to look at me.
"No, it's a bar. We're just catching up over drinks." I assure her wondering mind. She's been here for almost a week. There have been good days and bad days. On her bad days, she spends hours on hours just trying to get in contact with her mother.
She has yet to answer Margot's hundreds of calls and messages but she's stayed true to finding her mom.
On her good days, she smiles a lot. She sometimes watches me do reviews on games or she sleeps when I go live. Sometimes we just cuddle up on the couch.
It seems like an ethereal dream for me to even say that.
I feel kind of selfish to feel happy about M being here when she's clearly in distress. I feel terrible that I'm taking advantage of the time she's here as if the next day, she could decide she doesn't need me anymore.
I feel like a jerk.
"When are you coming back?" she looks up at me and my eyes fall to the big t-shirt that she's wearing.
Her captivating body is hidden underneath the fabric of my shirt.
"Maybe around 7? I don't know, Micah said we needed to talk but I don't know what it's about." her brows furrowed as her arms around me fell to her sides.
"Him and Hazel are okay, right?" I continued pulling on my shoes, shrugging my shoulders.
"I doubt it's about her but I can't be too sure. For all I know they've been unpacking their new house." those two are like the sun in the moon. They revolve around one thing.
Each other.
Sure they have their fights but they're usually rather tame. I doubt they've done anything threatening to their relationship.
Margot hums and looks down at her hands. I sigh, walking up to her and taking her soft hand in both of mine. My fingers tangle and untangle in hers, obsessed with the way her skin feels against mine.
"I promise, when I get back, I'll tell you everything, okay?" she looks up, her eyes suddenly thing and hooded.
Almost siren-like.
She uses her free hand to drag her finger up my chest, my breath nearly catches in my throat. She inches closer to me, standing up on her tiptoes.
"You promise?" her voice is therapeutic yet hypnotic. Her words are as silky as the finest bed sheets in the world. Her eyes, her body, her confidence, her mind, everything about her makes me feel like I'm liquifying.
