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Under His Ownership

Prologue - Julia

My roommate was unusually quiet that day, which was odd It was Wednesday, and Charlie and I had just shared the largest jug of homemade cocktails she had ever made

She and I had had a long-standing agreeym We would sit ourselves up, sore and consistently exhausted, grab so of special ingredients that no one was ever allowed to discover the secret behind, and a box of crushed ice

The cold floors would excite our bare toes as ould gossip and whisper, in hushed tones, about the strangest things to have happened to both of us during the preceding week

That day the topic had been boys

‘Did you call him?’

‘No,’ I shrugged The glass in ers, so I set it down on the floor beside my knee ‘He should call me first’

‘Here we go, on and on again with your ego and pride’

She sat flat on her bottom and crossed her ankles over each other and dunked a chunk of chocolate cookie into her tumbler She sucked on a piece of it and went on

‘Soerbils for pets’

I pinched my nose up and smirked

‘No way They would know me as that lady with the doves’

‘That doesn’t change the fact that you didn’t call the thirdyou his number in a month’

‘If they wanted to badly enough, they would call me’

‘I bet you told them about your scar’

‘I did not!’ It felt necessary to get defensive ‘Who gets that intimate on the first date?’

Charlie rolled her eyes and pushed her bra’s left cup to the side

‘You do You are such a sucker for the romantic Maybe that’s why they don’t call back You scare them off’

I thren a block of ice and bit it It cracked at the top, then slowly, as I licked around it with ue, it melted sweetly down my throat

‘I’onna be in th of your bra cups’

‘Or I could just get ht here’

‘Gross,’ I laughed, as I went to my room ‘Do that on your own time In your room Or at Cedric’s’