One Night Stand With The Bad Boy (21)
"Please River, just talk to me," Reece whined, as I made myself some toast. I made it my job to continue to ignore him. "I didn't use you for s*x River," he whined again, is he ever going to stop. "Look," I said, turning around to glare at him, "it was you that said I meant nothing to you," I narrowed my eyes, searching for something. "But I didn't mean it," he whined for the third time this morning, "I told you, I just can't handle the questions." "Well that's your problem isn't it," I said, while taking my plate and making my way over to the couch. "What do you want me to do River?" He sighed in frustration. "Just leave," I said, not even taking a small glance at him. "Fine," he sighed again, then left slamming the door behind him. As soon as he was gone, I regretted telling him
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