John Jones
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It registered in Aaron's brain that her lips were burning. He really needed to get her to a hospital and yet he found himself kissing her back passionately. His self-control flew away with his shirt. It was too cruel. Aside from that one accidental kiss that Keeley hit him for; he hadn't enjoyed the taste of her lips in about thirty years. He knew he needed to stop but he didn't want to. This wasn't fair to her. She wasn't conscious of her actions. If she found out about this later, she would…
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The room was dark but Aaron could see the vague outline of a figure on the bed curled into a ball with its arms covering its head. He flipped the light on. Keeley was wearing a prom dress and her school uniform was folded on an armchair beneath her backpack. However she got here, they must have snatched her on her way home. Her father must be worried sick. "No! The sun is getting closer; it's going to fry me! Mercury already crashed into the vines and burned them up," she rambled deliriously,…
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When Keeley's eyes opened she had no idea where she was. The background consisted of spinning white swirls, flashes of the color yellow, and what may or may not have been leaves growing out of the walls. Though she felt like she should be seized with panic her mind was blank. It was an odd, hollow feeling. A nasally voice spoke but she saw the words float around her in red letters. "This is great! She totally looks like an addict." Another deeper voice with a Southern accent emerged and…
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Alice's parents insisted on taking tons of pictures when Aaron showed up at her house in his family's limo. He strapped on the corsage made of white roses and blue hydrangeas that matched his date's dress beforehand and she made sure to show it off in a bunch of different poses. She smiled dazzlingly for the camera but Aaron's expression was stone cold. How many pictures did two people need? He was tired already and they hadn't even left yet. "Do you have sparkling cider?" Alice asked after…
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"You're positive she isn't going to prom with Aaron?" Lacy asked Max suspiciously over lunch. He nodded, his mouth bulging with food. A minute later he answered. "Benjamin says he's going with Alice Wheatley. I overheard her talking to her friends yesterday; she isn't going at all." Lacy frowned. That put a wrench in their plans. They were supposed to drug her drink at prom and take incriminating photos in a room at the hotel. Max did say he had a contingency plan but it left them more open to…
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Aaron noticed Keeley's continual peeks at him as the end of the school year approached but she never spoke a word. He may have miscalculated things. Why did she keep looking at him if she didn't want to talk? He knew she missed him. Was her pride getting in the way? He eventually decided to bite the bullet and talk to her first on the morning of her birthday. "Happy birthday," he said simply as he plunked a small box topped with a bow on her desk before class started. She looked up at him in…
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Aaron stood frozen in the hallway after Keeley's outburst. She didn't dare look at his face as she fled to the nurse's office and curled up on a cot to cry after taking the Tylenol. She couldn't believe she just yelled at someone who could destroy her with the snap of his fingers. Now she'd done it. She was toast. "You look awful," Lydia noted on their way into the last class of the day. "I may or may not have lost my temper at Aaron at lunch today…he's going to murder me and dance on my…
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The morning of the last day she had to eat lunch with Aaron, Keeley dreamed of their wedding day. It was more of a nightmare, really, though it started out like the actual memory. Her ideas of a small, intimate wedding were dashed early in the engagement. Aaron's mother, Roslyn Hale, was in charge of everything. High society folk lived to show off—her wedding at the grandiose Plaza Hotel had nearly five hundred guests and she knew less than three dozen of them personally. Keeley's custom…
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Aaron rued the day he ever met Lacy Knighton. He tolerated her presence for a few years because she was one of the least annoying people in their social circle. It was less of a chore being around her than it was being around the ones who only knew how to spend money without putting in the work. The only reason he even hung out with anyone at lunch was to forge connections at his father's request with people that might be useful to him. Ha. Lacy wasn't useful to him at all. She was his downfall.…
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Lacy couldn't believe that Aaron dared to humiliate her in front of all of those peasants after she already degraded herself by going there to spend time with him. She was certain that girl had a bad influence on him. He wouldn't have done that to her if that witch didn't have her claws in his back! She wanted to accelerate her plans but the prom was still a month away. She wanted Aaron to be her prom date but with how angry he was…she never should have brought up his father. If Alistair Hale knew…
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