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He bent and started kissing me, powdered faces and all He didn’t pull back until I was clutching the front of his shirt in both hands, and Mona had long since o with hi to watch the shoot froeneral just having a blast, everyone so covered in paint powder that it was peppering the air with every ht their children, and they see of a kick out of it all as the adults
Only with Tristan would I find myself in a place like this and the second he ay froh, watching the drawn-out photo op that involved hi his arm around a lot of busty, paint colored wo to hell with it and catching a cab when a feuess the bitch is back"
It took me a minute, while I turned and studied the paint-colored, hostile wonized the collagen injected, puffed up features under the powder Even under a pound of color, I could tell she wasn’t aging well She was going overboard with the surgery
"Natalie," I said, then turned away again
I ignored her asI could do And the s I wanted to say to her The last six years of ourthe race It’s so sweet that he was helping you out back there He’s such a nice guy, helping the disabled"
"Disabled?" I said softly, giving her my full attention now Now she deserved it
A part of me kind of lived for that moment when my claws could come out, and I didn’t have to feel bad about the consequences, because I felt I’d been properly provoked This was definitely one of those iant silicone filled balloons on your chest that have you nearly tipping over every tiht, and those clown lips of yours have to Now those are a disability"
She usted noise, but had no comeback
I smiled She moved away and that was that It was sad, but I actually preferred dealing with her to dealing with Mona
I found a place to sit, on a picnic table that was set near as turning out to be quite the dance floor
Al on my arm
It was Tristan I didn’t think I had a chance in hell of hearing him over all the noise, so I dropped the call and texted him my location
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He was there in less than ame unceremoniously onto his lap