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After the kissing scene in Rima's bedroom, this is the continued story.
(Been writing this story since 2K18. One day I'll write my own book). πŸ“™β™₯️πŸ”₯

Exposure ♨ [55 pages, just saying,]πŸ‘€

Continued Story From "Rima's bedroom ☾✩"

[SKIP] It felt like she never left the way of thinking since Rima's bedroom where she had to hide and endure the pounding of her own heart.

It felt like she never left the way of thinking since Rima's bedroom where she had to hide and endure the pounding of her own heart. Except there were so many lights so she couldn't hide. And her heart felt like it was in her throat. She stepped forward, heavily breathing, and glimpsed Sean greeting Paris. ...

Standing behind the wall with her hand placed on her bare chest only gave her a partial view of him curtly exchanging words with the unknown.

"He's so brusque. That confirms... they are truly enemies." Meagan bit her lip after whispering to herself.

"What's 𝒉𝒆 doing here?" He looked to Paris. One look and her eyes informed him.

"What's 𝒉𝒆 doing here?" He looked to Paris. One look and her eyes informed him. It was a subtle indication for him not to make it a big of a deal while Joe retorted.

Joe's words were a bit muffled by the music yet his yelling was still perceivable. You could only make out Joe saying something about Sean touching his brother where Meagan was standing.

Joe's words were a bit muffled by the music yet his yelling was still perceivable. You could only make out Joe saying something about Sean touching his brother where Meagan was standing. Her fingers fidgeted against her face, she was as twitchy as one that intakes caffeine.

"Sorry, hon!"

"Sorry, hon!" She jerked and instantly pulled to the side and watched Nicoleta bustle toward them.

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... "About shouting at guests, Cy, please!"

... "About shouting at guests, Cy, please!" "Just stop," He interrupted his mother with a soft grimace playing on his face then looked forward at Joe after his mom held onto his shoulder and Paris' fingers curved into a grip around his forearm.

"What (𝙝)appened to forgiveness, Mr. Optimist?" He asked sharply with a Jamaican accent.

Sean pulled away from Paris' grip.

Sean pulled away from Paris' grip. "He's just," She rolled her eyes and used both hands to hold onto his arm tightly. "...trying to get under your skin. Ignore him."

He had a faraway look in his eyes and acted as if he could not hear her.

He had a faraway look in his eyes and acted as if he could not hear her. Only four feet away from each other when Joe continued to warn him about choking his brother. He smiled when his finger lifted at the level of his twinkling hazel eye when he pointed at Sean.

She observed the people from the living room drawing toward them. She couldn't put up with her own decision to π™‘π™žπ™š 𝙑𝙀𝙬 until it was all over. Meagan was ready to abandon her cover to have a look. But she was in two minds about it and had a feeling that it would be a terrible idea.

Nicoleta came back to the kitchen and she stopped playing with her hair, turned toward the sink where she headed to. She began washing the dishes in a rowdy manner.

Nicoleta came back to the kitchen and she stopped playing with her hair, turned toward the sink where she headed to. She began washing the dishes in a rowdy manner. "Who is Sean talking to?" She asked carefully speaking.

She swung around with a large spoon in her hand, "Some old friend of his who backstabbed him!"

The foamy water dripped on the floor.

"My son had a great job in town and the place got vandalized. I believed it was Joe!"

She continued, "Mr. Barrera, his boss had to move to a different city because he didn't have the money to pay his rent. He didn't do it on his own, he couldn't. Thanks to Sean helping him, he was able to."

She continued to wash the dishes. The deep breath she took occurred to her that there were strong emotions that Nicoleta was repressing.

She continued to wash the dishes. The deep breath she took occurred to her that there were strong emotions that Nicoleta was repressing. "A lovely man from the Philippines,"

... Sean looked at the few faces that surrounded them then back at him,

Sean looked at the few faces that surrounded them then back at him, "I didn't choke your brother!"

"So it's my fault you're fundraising. Was I the one who damaged the shop?" "Why you telling me this? It's been how long." Replied Sean.

Joe stammered, nearly slurring his words as he spoke, "Did you see me? I know you told everyone it was me." "You're lit." He grimaced and shook his head. "And I don't want you, or Omar, or whatever her name is, in or near my house."

"You mean the girl we shared? She has a name for God's sakes," "˒ᡉᡃⁿ,"

"You mean the girl we shared? She has a name for God's sakes," "[Explicit] you!" Before Joe had even finished talking, he bolted towards him and had broken out of Paris' gripping hands. "Shared?!" "˒ᡉᡃⁿ," called out Miles.

"˒ᡉᡃⁿ," called out Miles.

"You [explicit] betrayed me!" He screeched and dodged his father with an extended hand against him.

"Omar brought most of these people here! So what are you talking about?!"

"Omar brought most of these people here! So what are you talking about?!" He said loudly for the crowd to hear then lowered his voice,

"Omar brought most of these people here! So what are you talking about?!" He said loudly for the crowd to hear then lowered his voice, "Without them this party would have been boring, even though it appears elegant or," He signed quotation marks in the air with his fingers, "High class. Just ask Meagan."

Engaged in what he was saying, he clenched his jaw. The tad of tears were too insignificant to discern. After observing this, Miles turned to Joe slowly.

Engaged in what he was saying, he clenched his jaw. The tad of tears were too insignificant to discern. After observing this, Miles turned to Joe slowly..

Engaged in what he was saying, he clenched his jaw. The tad of tears were too insignificant to discern. After observing this, Miles turned to Joe slowly...

Engaged in what he was saying, he clenched his jaw. The tad of tears were too insignificant to discern. After observing this, Miles turned to Joe slowly... "𝘎𝘦𝘡 𝘰𝘢𝘡!"

"There's so much more I wanted to share with you, honestly."

"There's so much more I wanted to share with you, honestly." He squinted and had an impish look on his face.

"There's so much more I wanted to share with you, honestly." He squinted and had an impish look on his face. "Maybe... next time." He started walking away and Omar came from the crowd and followed.

"There's so much more I wanted to share with you, honestly." He squinted and had an impish look on his face. "Maybe... next time." He started walking away and Omar came from the crowd and followed. His father turned to him for the second time and Sean blurted.

"I'm fine!" He walked inside with a temper.

Miles looked at the couple of young people standing around,

Miles looked at the couple of young people standing around, "Ok, guys! It was just a little altercation. It happens sometimes, so carry on and enjoy the party. Go on, scoot!" He said shooing them and they immediately scattered and moved.

Written by, Lauri ♨ Have you ever had someone remind you of your past and tried to humiliate you?

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