[ SMS » GRAHAM ] : then don't.
[ SMS » GRAHAM ] : honestly, i never expected you to. ;)
G. GRAHAM ( @g44rrett ) sent: [ TXT ] : i don’t know how to want you quietly. / accepting
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[ SMS » GRAHAM ] : then don't.
[ SMS » GRAHAM ] : honestly, i never expected you to. ;)
G. GRAHAM ( @g44rrett ) sent: [ TXT ] : i don’t know how to want you quietly. / accepting

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"I don’t play fair, remember?" From my garrett to your hannah
she swallowed the lump that seemed to form in her throat as feet carry hannah backward to create space between herself and garrett. i don't play fair, remember. she does. she remembers all too well if hannah was being openly honest. the feel of his big, warm hands running over her body, the way his lips felt against hers, her skin. it hadn't left her head since the very first time and that was definitely a safe guarded secret. one hannah has even managed to keep from allie --- allie!
hands lift up, in a form of freaking surrender from this man. " you should totally let me off this one time. what do ya say, graham? for little ole me? the same me who get you a good grade in philosophy? " voice comes out as a pleading despite the sheer heat unfurling in her belly. the way his eyes were devouring her made thighs press together as she attempted to press herself into the wall sheepishly.
[ TXT ] : i'm not playing guessing games
[ TXT ] : let me call you.
for hannah.
( sms to graham ) : garrett, you really need to focus on hockey ( sms to graham ) : garrett graham lives, breathes, eats, sleeps hockey. pros, college, all of it
" i'm not flushed. " she definitely is. hannah makes a show of rolling her eyes and settling her hands on her hips, straightening her back to appear taller. not that it changed much when she was standing next to him. " it's just—this place is stuffy and my corset is really tight, that's all. " she adds, allowing her gaze to search for justin in the crowd. she can't find him anywhere and isn't completely sure he's arrived yet. he better show up, or else she spent twenty minutes lacing up this damn corset for nothing. her blue eyes flicker back to garrett to examine him in his costume, an appreciative hum exiting her lips a moment later. " you clean up nice, graham. though i do admit it's weird not seeing you wearing black. " her fingers reach out to tug at his white shirt, and she chuckles. " i like it."
G. GRAHAM ( @g44rrett ) sent: you look so beautiful like this, flushed and breathless because of me. / accepting.