Maybe Aaron tried to kill me. He may be a serial killer who faints his victims first. It came to him as a signature. I only see a beautiful, lovely girl named Vanessa and I think she should marry me. Seriously, what the f**k just happened?
Aaron Blakney uttered those words.
After he told me I was beautiful. I burst out laughing in the hallway of my apartment, dropping my mailbag and backpack where they normally stood. Yes, I may look good and I am young, but more such conversations with Aaron and my heart would betray me. Either my heart would beat or my heart would break.
What? Did he think I was made of stone? Luckily I did not ride him like a horse down in the garage after he gave me that look. And he touched me. Jesus ... I brought my fingers to my lips and followed the trajectory o
