#loveispayne

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Text || Brianna & Ben

Brianna: That five o'clock shadow suits you.

[cottoncandysoul]

text | rosie+andrew

Rosie: My bed still smells like you.

Rosie: I miss you, come back.

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@loveispayne

Eyeing the other male, Greg shook his head slightly. “I’m not standoffish.” He tried to say, knowing damn good and well that was his shining trait. “Okay. Maybe I am. But I can’t help it. I was raised not to trust people.” He said as his eyes went back to the others. “I mean, I do actually like you. Don’t take that to heart though.”

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For once Fiona was glad she didn’t have to actually study tonight but instead go out for the night and spend some time with a client since the business wasn’t all sunshine and flowers for her lately. It was someone new, which she wasn’t a stranger to, new clients always intrigued her as much as they made her nervous because who knew what they were like, what they were into; it could end up being either intriguing and satisfying or a total disaster. Walking into a fancy hotel wearing her low cut pink dress that reached to the floor, Fiona was all dolled up, she had to be when she was meeting a client who apparently had money and taste. Her make up wasn’t heavy, made her features  stand out while hair was pulled up in a ballerina bun, there was no point in letting it loose or the dress would lose it’s appeal. Making her way to the bar, she placed her clutch down and crossed her legs, the right one showing off quite a lot of flesh since that’s where the slit on the fabric was. Ordering herself a cocktail, she waited, being early a couple of minutes since she never let her clients wait.

[musebyanyothername]

My Tumblr Crushes:

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SOME of us are more loyal the others and keep our main baes as #1. totes fine katy, totes fine

[cottoncandysoul]

      Fingers twist nervously as the butterflies in her belly explode. They’d been doing this back and forth thing for several months now, though they’d only met in person twice before now. Once, when he’d surprised her after talking with one another for a couple months and again, when he came to visit once more, this one shorter than his one previously. It’s been more months in between this moment and the last, but Rosie had wanted to surprise him. For someone who doesn’t quite get into the Holiday spirit, she wanted to give him something, prove... she was interested in him for more than just his body or that dimpled smile charming enough to make her knees weak. Rosie knows he’s not at work; their conversation a few days ago had been met with indecision on his plans for the evening, but after much coaxing from her to convince him to stay in and have a ‘movie’ date with her, she knows he’s probably expecting her to log onto Skype any second now. Rosie knocks on his front door instead, hitching her book bag higher on her shoulder with her other tiny hand wrapped around the handle of her luggage. @loveispayne

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Text || Brianna & Ben

Brianna: Hey Rear Window, you around later on?

[ofwindingroads]

loveispayne replied to your post: loveispayne replied to your photoset NO ...

You play dirty you.

I never said I play fair ;)

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