Jesse St. James

Jesse St. James. 26. Flawless. Need I say more?

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Adorable.  ♥

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Hunter: Quinn still feeling distant, then?

Jesse: Basically.

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Hunter: Are you okay?

Jesse: Debatable. Slowly losing my sanity.

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Hunter: Making any headway? Sorry I've been MIA lately, stupid cold I caught has had me down and out. And Sebastian is still ignoring me.

Jesse: You know it's impossible to know where you stand with Quinn.

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You owe me one favor that I can cash in at any time, any place, for anything I need or want. No exceptions.

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As long as it’s not anything that involves me getting into trouble with Quinn, then fine.

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Your secret is completely safe with me…for a price of course. 

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Yeah? What’s that?

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Well then bonus points for me. 

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Oh, absolutely. Just...don’t tell Quinn I said that.

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Quinn: When have I ever done that? I enjoy my breathing space, thank you.

Jesse: It's happened a couple times over the past few years. But you know I get up early to make the coffee.

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Quinn: Sure, mister Beefcake.

Jesse: Says the girl who is clinging to me when I wake up in the morning. You love it.

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Quinn: If you'd like.

Jesse: Do you want me to?

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Quinn: Surely.

Jesse: Fantastic. Can I come over? I wanna sleep with you. I don't mean have sex, I mean actually sleep.

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Quinn: You big sap.

Jesse: Love me?

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Quinn: I think you're just on edge. Have yourself a drink. Pop in some music.

Jesse: I'd much rather be curled up with you, under a blanket, far enough away from the bright lights that we can see the stars.

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The only one you visualize as Little Red Riding Hood. 

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Oh trust me...Quinn would never in a million years strike me in that image.