John Jones
Stories
6
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3,883
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1.6 M
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Reading
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Jennica had never felt so fabulous. This dress cost more than what she made in a year and the makeup was flawless. Her golden brown tresses were coiffed to perfection and she didn't even want to think about how much the jewelry she was wearing cost. It was probably worth more than her life. "Voila, you're done my little masterpiece," the stylist said with a satisfied look on his face. "Why don't you go downstairs and show off how good you look." She didn't have nearly enough guts to try and 'show…
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"You want me to what?" Aiden asked his boss doubtfully over the phone. "You said your neighbor is an actress. I am in need of her services tonight for an event. All she has to do is smile, nod, and look pretty on my arm and I'll give her $5,000 for her trouble," Aaron said loftily. "Do you know which neighbor I was talking about?! She's Keeley's roommate! What if she finds out?" "I'll have her sign a nondisclosure agreement and threaten to sue. Simple." Aiden ran a hand through his copper hair…
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Aaron couldn't accurately gauge how well things were going on their date because Keeley was giving off very mixed signals. She wasn't openly hostile like before but she also wasn't making any effort to keep the conversation going—she answered direct questions and that was it. At least she seemed to be enjoying the food. This was a good choice. He remembered her mentioning that she took her dad here to eat before so he knew she liked it. He held back his frustration that she wouldn't give much…
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Keeley's lab ran late and she was exhausted but still had to write an outline for a research paper that was due tomorrow. To motivate herself, she stopped by the kitschy little coffee shop she discovered her sophomore year of college just outside campus. She could use one of their lemon scones right now. It was past dinner time so the White Leaf Café was much emptier than usual. In fact, there was only one other person in it, sitting in the corner watching the door while sipping a Frappuccino.…
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Aaron drummed his fingers impatiently on his thigh during the board meeting. This financial data wasn't new to him and he could be doing better things. Like thinking of what he was going to say when he 'coincidentally' bumped into Keeley later. The time had come to meet up with her again; he had been vice president for almost two years and held 24% of the company shares, though his father thought he only had the original 10%. It was supremely satisfying keeping that man in the dark. Cameron…
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Keeley woke up with a bunch of fur in her mouth. She sputtered as she tried to get it all out, eventually picking pieces off her tongue by hand. Her rescue cat Molly, an eight-year-old fluffy flame point, shot her an affronted look for disturbing her rest before hopping off the bed and trotting away with her bottlebrush tail held high. Molly had been a bit of a surprise. Keeley never owned pets growing up because her dad was allergic and Aaron didn't want animals messing up his expensive furniture so…
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Aaron sighed and let her go after she forcefully stepped on his foot. He should have known this would happen if he turned up out of nowhere and kissed her without so much as saying hello. This life's Keeley was the type that needed to be worn down slowly over time. He had forgotten that in his desperation to be near her. If he didn't want her to hate him even more, he couldn't do anything like this again. The only way he would be able to win her over was if he had time—he needed to become her best…
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Keeley rubbed her hands together for warmth and hopped from foot to foot trying to ward off the chill as they waited for the ball to drop. To get a decent spot, the group had to leave the karaoke bar fifteen minutes to midnight. It was getting boring in there anyway. The last game of the night, at 11:15, was a trivia game. Keeley participated and got knocked out in the second round because she couldn't remember the name of some vice president from the 1900s. There wasn't any point in staying after…
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The second time sitting through this New Year's Eve party was even worse than the first for Aaron because Keeley wasn't there. He knew she was nearby at a party with her friends because Anomaly told him—how he found that out, Aaron didn't even want to know. He wanted to see her so badly it hurt. It would be so easy to slip away for just a little while… "Aaron!" Lacy trilled. "There you are, come dance with me!" The jazz band had started playing a slow song and couples were pairing off…
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Lydia's room looked like a clothing tornado had blown through it by the time Keeley arrived. Shirts, skirts, and jeans were strewn across every available surface and then some. She wasn't sure where to step on her way in. "Don't mind the mess, I was looking for a specific belt and things got a little dicey," Lydia instructed. "Come on in. I have the perfect outfit for you!" Keeley eyed the chaos distrustfully. "Alright, show me what you've got." Her friend produced a slouchy gold sequined top…
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