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    My Protector – (Chapter: ch 21)

     

    A hand waving in front of her face brought her back to the present, the scary cave and even scarier guns all around her, “Nothing,” she whispered.

     

    “Didn’t look like nothing Spence,” Ashley huffed, she didn’t like her girlfriend hiding secrets from her especially after everything that happened.

     

    Rolling her eyes she stared at the brunette, “I’m not hiding anything; it was really just nothing,”

     

    “It can’t be nothing if you spaced like that and you don’t just smile out of nowhere,” she pointed out.

     

    Spencer licked her lips, well she had planned  on asking the girl but it wasn’t exactly how she planned, shrugging her shoulders she stopped walking and stared right into the brown she loved, taking the girl’s hands in hers feeling the twitch of nervousness, “Ashley…will you go to the social with me?”

     

    Ashley stood still unsure how to react, here they were in the middle of some kind of war and she was being asked to a dance that she was pretty sure she or Spencer wouldn’t be attending any way.

     

    The blonde dropped the brunette’s hands, fidgeting back and forth afraid she just did the wrong thing.

     

    “Will you to get a move on we don’t have time for you to stop and flirt,” Arthur growled before continuing on.

     

    “We should…” Spencer pointed up ahead, stepping forward trying to get away from the tense situation until she felt a hand on her wrist, licking her lips she shyly raised her eyes, swallowing she tried to keep a brave front but Ashley easily saw the uneasiness and the slight shake in her words gave it away.

     

    “I would like to but…” she licked her lips and looked away, “…do you honestly think we’ll make it?”

     

    Facing back she saw the blonde drop her head, “No,” she whispered.

     

    “Don’t make me say it again,” Arthur barked stalking up to them.

     

    They nodded.

     

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    Paula cracked her neck; the helicopter was flying to slow for her liking. The days bled together lately, she missed her down time, lounging by the pool listening to her cute grandchild laughing at her father and mother. Closing her eyes, placing her head on the rest behind her she let a ghost of smile grace her lips….

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    Comments

    1. you need to explain your antagonists a little bit more. They don’t have a very clear motive. I mean you’ve explained their past and all but I still don’t know why they betrayed their friends and family and all of that. Other than that the story is great, but im still kinda scared you’ll leave again.

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