Dylan pov
Shit. Shit. Shit. What the he'll did I just do. I was meeting with my ex wife. I told cater she was just an old girlfriend but I had to lie. We were discussing MOB business. I told Carter I was done with the MOB but I wasn't. Killing is the only things I can do.
At the restaurant my ex wife and I was in after our meal, she came and wrapped her arms over while she sat on my lap. She then started to kiss my neck, then she moved up to my lips. She kissed me but I didn't stop her. I just, it felt right having her in my arms again. But what about Carter. Just then Carter and her friends walked in and they stare at me. They try pulling Carter away from the sight before them but she wouldn't move. But j didn't do anything. I just move my lips around my wife body, kissing while staring at Carter. After seeing the sight before me, Carter tearing up, she then left
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Once I got home, i quickly went to Carter and I room to see if she was home but she wasn't. But I don't seem to care. Have I lost the feeling I have for Carter.
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Dylan? (Interracial story)
RomanceCarter Doyle is a 18 year old who is half black and white and Italian. Her brother are full while she is half because her mom is black and white. ( I guess being half runs in her mom family) Carter had something bad happen to her and while she try'...
