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Chapter 248: Not My Story
Remember, if it’s not your story, don’t tell it. You don’t know all the facts. – Coon
Karan had the TV screen set watch DCSS. Except, it was late. She finally accepted that Cookie did not want her skinny, he just wanted her to be his wife. And she was halfway through her fries, burger and chocolate shake. As she was dipping some fries in her ketchup, the backdoor alarm chirped.Her office door was already closed and the audio for the security cameras were on. Rye’s laughter filled Karan’s office as Chance held the door open.“What the fuck?” Karan muttered as she turned in her chair to watch the show.“Seriously?” Chance asked as he followed Rye inside. “You skipped eighth grade?”“Yeah.” She was smiling and drinking a soda from a sit-down restaurant. “What about you?”“I’m not that smart. I mean, I get numbers and that shit. That comes easy.” he shrugged a took a drink from a cup from the same restaurant.“What the hell is going on here?” Karan asked asRelated chapters
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Baby sister… you’re smarter than me. Don’t follow in my footsteps. Be strong. Keep yourself safe. – Leigh AnneMovement outside the restaurant window caught Rye’s attention. She wasn’t paying attention to the teasing and joking going on around her. She was looking out the window, waiting for the figure to reappear. It had to her imagination.There it is again. She knew that form. Would recognize it anywhere. So many nights had been spent curled up against it to stay warm. To stay safe.Even skinny and dirty, with a distance of at least twenty feet, a pane of glass between them and hardly any light outside, Rye knew who it was.Leigh Anne.Rye had no doubts, that was her sister that she saw outside.Grabbing her phone, she stood up and walked out. It wasn’t until the cold wind hit her that she thought about getting her jacket. Her keys and flashlight were still in her pocket. A few years ago, Leigh Anne would have berated her for not having them on her. E
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Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 255: Lockdown
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Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 256: Friends
Chance, you’ve never just been friends with a woman. – SticksChance reached out and touched Rye’s gray streak gently with the tip of his finger. She gave a small flinch but did not pull away. Chance looked from his finger to her eyes. “I like you, Rye. I’ve never really gotten to know a woman before. Not like this. Now, I think you’re one of my closest friends.” He leaned towards her, and she pulled back. “It’s not like that.”His lips kissed her temple with the lightest of touch. “I’m not a good friend.” She mumbled as she got out of the car and headed for the hospital. He wanted to argue with her and tell her that she was indeed a good friend. She was also the only woman that he had wanted for the past month or so. A club girl had sat on his lap the other night and he had no reaction. No desire. Nothing. He saw Rye at work and wanted to take her to bed. He wanted to kiss her, something he never did. He never kissed a girl, and he never went down on a g
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