happy face on me

Nu är jag glad! (:
Kom på nyss att ' wide awake kanske är uppdaterad ' och det är den (:
Tre nya kapitel upp uppladdade, så nu är jag fast vid datorn i några timmar.

Jag älskar den här delen av kapitel 30 x)
He pursed his lips, plucking up individual flowers and arranging them while speaking. "Bella's has to be more significant." I gawked at him while he slid two types of flowers into a plastic bouquet wrapper. "White lilies represent innocence and reverence. They're elegant and subtly majestic." He furrowed his brows in concentration and began adding blue flowers. "The deep blues of an iris can calm worries and preoccupation; representing peace, openness, and serenity." He nodded at the finished arrangement in his hands and tossed them at me with pretty fucking smug expression.

I was so fucking... disturbed. It was like hearing him read from a Cosmopolitan or some shit. I stared at his smug smirk in equal parts awe and worry. "Jazz, dude..." I started in a disapproving voice, shaking my head slowly. "I think your vagina is showing." I choked.


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