The Maid and the Master by H B (ebooks online reader .txt) 📖

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"Your *gasp* face is so *gasp* red!!!" I said pointing and laughing at him.

 

"Mils" ohh a nickname! "you made me think you were going to ditch me!" he said shaking his head sighing.

 

Shaking off the feeling of giddyness I looked at him in the eye "Now why would I do that?" questioning him.

 

"I don't know... sorry, I think I'm just insecure."

 

WOW! The one and only great king of players is insecure. BY ME?! I could feel the corners of my mouth twitching and curving upwards into a smirk. He was insecure, because of me. I wanted to smile and jump for joy at the effect that I had on him.

 

But I knew my gut feeling, and the sinking that was overflowing throughout my thoughts. This wasn't caused by me, Riley Springer. But by this fake non existent person, Mila. A character or the supporting actor. 

 

The one and only Logan Fallor would never look twice my way. I was a tomboy in his eyes. And this girl in front of him, was nothing like a tomboy.

 

I shook off the uncomfortable feeling. "I just went to buy some food, the way it looks right now... I think we're gonna be in this line for a long time."

 

-Logans POV-

She seemed troubled by something, again. I wonder if it is connected to whatever she was thinking about a while ago.

 

I seriously felt insecure. I wanted to run after her, and make sure she wasn't leaving me. But I didn't. I stayed in line, a thin hope that she would come back. 

 

I resolved that if she didn't come back in 10 minutes I would have left the line and looked for her. 

 

I was all fidgety, counting the minutes. Hell I was counting the seconds until she would come back.

 

I felt my heart drop when I thought that she might have stood me up. I quickly shook that thought out of my head. I wanted to trust her. 

 

I knew Riley. And I knew that she wouldn't stand anyone up. 

 

If anything, and if worse came to worse she would at least tell someone to tell me.

 

I couldn't tell you how much relief I felt when I saw her 'red' hair. 

 

I felt my insecurities sort of blown away. I was left with relief and small hint of anger. 

 

When she offered me the food, I took it. She came back, and cared. That's all that mattered to me.

 

"Hey, while we're waiting" I grabbed my phone out of my jacket "wanna play some games on my phone?"

 

I knew she liked games, and I can tell you one thing we definitely have in common. A competivite spirit, and we never like to lose. 

 

But this time, if she wants, I will put that behind me. SOMETIMES. A man's got his pride you know.

 

"Your on." She said. 

 

So there we were, waiting in line, with a lot of food.

 

I looked up from our temple run game to check on the distance.

 

We've moved only 50 feet so far.

 

"Long way to go?" arching her eyebrows, and questioning me even with her eyes. I saw a flash of hope but it was gone so fast, I'm not sure if it was really there.

 

"Yep" popping the P. 

 

Yep, so we can spend a lot of time in this position. You cuddled into me, your back against my chest. 

 

I put my chin on top of her head, "Your turn Mils" handing her the phone.

 

*sorry it's short! and my a/n is going to be short too... I have a slight headache and my head's pounding... How was your new years? Everyone back in school yet? I know I am, just started. Bleh... Heres to a new year*

  

 

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Text: HB
Images: Google
Editing: HB
Translation: HB
Publication Date: 09-03-2013

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Dedication:
I dedicate this to all that read this book. All who struggled. And all that Dream.