☆彡 𝗼𝘂𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗸𝘀
❛ bring me your mouth and your mystery! ❜
sonny wasn't that into
mysteries, but she was
the biggest one of all in
jj's eyes.
UNDER EDITING
a sonny penbrook novel!
PLOT...
009. KNIGHT IN SHINING ASSHOLE. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
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Sonny Penbrook had known of John Booker Routledge a long time. Almost as long as she'd lived in the Outer Banks.
But, if someone had told her he would climb through her bedroom window and scare the living shit out of her, Sonny wouldn't have believed them.
She would stand corrected.
"Holy shit!"
Okay, so maybe it was a poor move on John B's part.
Climbing the guttering didn't sound so bad, smacking one hand on the glass was honestly questionable, and maybe the whole clambering inside while no one was there should've had way more thought put into it. Because, when Sonny walked back after her shower and saw the figure of a boy perched on her window sill and waiting, she screamed.
Loudly. Really loudly.
Enough that her parents probably heard it from two floors down with the television turned up.
