Jazz
Oh Hell No ! Who the hell was that answering Tati's phone ! I was beyond pissed . As I paced back and forth , I thought about my next move. Fuck it ! I'm going to her house. I quickly took a shower and brushed my teeth and put on my pink coach sweatsuit and uggs & quickly wrapped my hair into a high bun. I rushed to my mirror to see how I look and when I was satisfied I ran to my car and sped off. As I drove recklessly, I didn't know how to feel. Part of me didn't want to assume the worst but I just couldn't help myself. I noticed my phone was blowing up while I took a couple of red lights not caring if the cops stopped me. It was Tati and I ignored her calls. Whatever she had to say was better said in person anyway.
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Jazz & Tati (Lesbian)
Teen FictionJazz is a femme who meets Tati , a sexy stud. They capture each others hearts. But Tati has been hurt by her ex, Can Jazz mend the heart of Tati and open it up to her or will she return back to her once love. A lesbian story that will capture your h...
