Rosalie wants more than boring hookups-she wants fire. Enter Reed, a cocky frat boy with a secret, and a plan to give her exactly what she craves.
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Rosalie is tired of boring, vanilla hookups. Who can match her freak?
Enter Reed Hurst, the cocky...
OKAY GUYS — I'M SCREAMING. We just hit 100K readers and I am literally crying, throwing up, sliding down a wall. I can't believe how many of you have fallen in love with Rosalie and Reed. Like yall are obsessed with them! (But I am too dw)
Y'all asked. Y'all begged. And because I love you more than Reed loves soft sheets that aren't his...(iykyk)
BONUS CHAPTER UNLOCKED.
Here you go, babes. Enjoy the steam, the sass, and the chaos. And just know... it only gets better from here.
Love you all endlessly, — Blayre
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Rosalie
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A Year Later, Summer after graduating BBU
The flashbulbs were blinding, the noise deafening, and the excitement almost palpable as Reed and I made our way down the red carpet.
He was dressed to the nines in a sharp black tuxedo, the tailored fit accentuating his broad shoulders and trim physique. His hair was styled perfectly, and even though it was still early in the evening, I could tell he was loving every second of the attention.
"God, I feel like a million bucks," Reed muttered, glancing over at me with a grin. "Hope they get my good side."
I rolled my eyes playfully, tugging my hand from his briefly so I could give him a mock serious look. "Sweetheart, all sides of you are your good side."
Reed chuckled, a low sound that had my heart skipping a beat. "Yeah, but I gotta make sure the cameras catch the best one. This is my moment, after all." He gave a small wink before he looked around. "But, you know, if I had to pick... I think your best side is when your butt's against my—"
"Kiss, kiss!" He was cut off as one of the paparazzi shouted.
And before either of us could even think, Reed tugged me toward him, his hand resting at the small of my back as his lips met mine in a quick, sweet kiss. The flashes around us intensified, but I could care less as I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer for a moment.
When we pulled apart, Reed grinned widely, the gleam of mischief still in his eyes. "See? Told you that'd get their attention."
I couldn't help but laugh. "You're ridiculous."
"We're both ridiculous," he said, his smile growing even more. "But this is our night, babe."
The photographer clicked away as we continued to pose, Reed's arm comfortably around my waist, the two of us laughing and taking in the surreal experience. When it was finally time to move on, we slid into the limo waiting for us, the door closing behind us with a soft click, leaving the chaos of the red carpet behind.
