Courtney X Duncan 소설 & 이야기

“Of course. I’ll come with you, darling.” “It’s not that necessary for both of you to come,” Courtney said, gently placing her small cup on the saucer. “Miley, why are you bothering your uncle and Miss Arlington? We’ll go with one of the maids to watch you because I’ll be very busy. Let the lovebirds go and have their fun.” I was pretty sure Courtney did not mean any of that. Jackson smiled. “it’s alright. We’ll go.” “Definitely,” I said, grinning at Courtney who faked a smile before glancing at her phone. She started scrolling over the screen very fast. I could tell that she furious.

Not Courtney. Never again Courtney.

"Sure thing, Courtney. What's up?" "Um, it's kind of..." Courtney said. Courtney sat stiff-backed across from me, like she was trying to keep more than her posture under control. Yet there was a vulnerability in her that I couldn't quite place. Her raven-black hair was pulled tight, her skin was smooth and even, and her slight frame fit neatly into tidy clothes that smelled faintly of detergent and fabric softener. "Hey, just let it out," I said, leaning in. "Well, Kellie has been..." she trailed off. "Well, kind of fucking up lately..."

Courtney's fist slammed into her face causing her to spit up blood. "Oh, what's up, Court?" Have you traded me for this one?” He gives me a look of fatal contempt. You and I were a good team. She and you are like a rabbit and a fox. Do not mix. Courtney drew her gun and pressed it to one of her breasts. "I'd shoot you but I bet his implants would work as a shield," he sneered. And remember that you don't have to combine to be explosive. And shot.

Courtney says. I take a sip of my coffee, "So you're just moving as a change?" Courtney smiles, "Yes and no. My boyfriend is there. He moved there a few months ago and I finally decided to move. Leave Texas." "You never told me about your boyfriend. Who is he? Do I know him?" I ask. "Yeah you do. Cory? Cory Ronald." Courtney says blushing slightly. "Wait? Cory Ronald? The high school-smart ass Cory?" I ask almost choking on my drink.

Duncan didn't want to believe but the solemn look on Xander's usual stiff face gave him out. " I pray he comes back soon, you're having wrinkles already." Duncan sighed looking sad while Xander just turned his face to the side like an helpless puppy. He scoffed in his mind not believing Duncan could be as dumb as he hadn't expected. " Who the hell believes such a lie?" He asked himself. A ringing sound disrupted the silence in the room and Duncan took his phone and stood up. " Be strong for Kaden, okay? I'm sure he'll be back as soon as possible." Duncan assured. " I'll be on my way now, Diana's calling and you know how hyper she could be if she's ignored." Duncan said and Xander nodded.

**Duncan pov** I carried on with my activities with little to no enthusiasm, I was really waiting for Candace to report back to me but as I did I knew I could not push him, he was probably still bonding and catching up with his sister but I hope he finds time to approach her- Beatrice/ Luna red. At this moment I would willingly welcome any distractions even war if it would get my mind off the wait, it was a torture on its own

I catch it. Duncan doesn’t laugh. He glances back at me. I smile at him like nothing in the world could touch us. Later, in the car, he doesn’t speak. I take his hand and place it between my thighs. “I’m not letting go,” I whisper. And he melts again. --- That weekend, I curate our look for a couple’s feature in a fashion spread. The magazine doesn’t ask for him. I insist. He wears the velvet jacket I pick. I wear white—sharp contrast, soft dominance.

Last time, the Donna wanted to investigate someone some of the men told the Don. Rico is sitting in the car watching the loving couple as they come out of the house. It is Saturday and they look like they are on their way out. Dante's men have luckily removed all the women in front of the house. Dante is talking to Leandra for a cup of coffee at a cafe near by. Last night, he had to take off his jacket again and walk with it in front of his pants into the house. He took about three cold showers during the night so he is crumpy from too little sleep. He does not feel like a coffee day this morning, but he knows the more they go out in public, the more people get used to them as a couple. He d