Novel & Cerita Riley X Huey

” It’s your time Riley, drive past that truck before it passes the first trap” “Ok sit tight. “Riley smirked as she blinked the headlights of the car as a signal to Dimitri’s truck. Riley drove smartly, she drove past the trucks and parked in front, blocking the whole road. We pulled off our clothes, wearing only our undies. We stood on the road, dancing and singing like we were drunk. The Truck stopped, the guards stepped down from the truck, he stood watching us. I heard a little creeping sound, I knew the padlock had been broken. My phone beeped “The weapon has been changed, it’s time to go” I whispered to Riley “it’s time to go” “Where do you think you’re going? Haven’t we met before? Yo

Ó ÒTheyÕd be a lot more uncomfortable if they knew what we were doing in the back of that truck.Ó He laughed at his own humor, and CeliaÕs lips twitched at his boyish playfulness. ÒWhat am I going to do with you?Ó RileyÕs eyes heated as he looked at her from head to chest. She could all but see the lascivious smoke coming off of him. ÒYou need a refresher course?Ó

"He hasn't changed. He's showing his true colors since he has something to fight for." Silence hung, nothing but the chirp of crickets and the rustle of foliage under their shoes to fill the quiet. Finally, Riley grunted. "Perfect. I've got Hemingway on my right and Yeats on my left." "Who's Yeats?" Stopping abruptly, Riley faced Brady. It took everything he had to continue the feigned innocence act while Riley glared at him like he'd clocked time in the land of stupid.

Howard looked over to see the saleswoman named Benicia pointing and yelling at Yuffie. Riley must have been startled, crying out while nestled in Yuffie's embrace. "What's going on?" Howard's brow furrowed as he approached with Talia and her family close behind. "Yuffie, what's the matter?" Howard inquired. "Riley wanted a closer look at this model airplane, so I lifted her up," Yuffie explained, indicating the model on the table. "We didn't even touch it, and this lady started screaming, scaring Riley half to death."

Riley didn't know she was holding her breath as she breathed in deeply, walking out of the restroom, she locked the door of her room and sighed feeling giddy and jittery all over. How in the world she would face Kayla after all this. Shaking her head she took out a beautiful sundress from the cupboard and went inside the restroom to shower and change. Her breath hitched looking at so many hickeys he left on her, she didn't even have makeup to cover them up. Riley took hesitant steps down the stairs. She could already hear three voices from the hall. She knew Damon's and Kayla's but who was the third one. As soon as she came into their vision. Kayla stood up and jumped on Riley hugging her ti

Jade looked skeptical, but I leaned close, desperation clawing up my throat. “Riley, wake up!” My voice was rough, almost a growl. He barely stirred, his head rolling to the side, lips parting on a faint groan. But I knew if I got close enough, maybe I could reach him. Bending down, my lips brushed his ear. “Riley, wake up,” I whispered, and I felt his body jolt. His eyes flickered open, glowing yellow eyes unfocused, but I didn’t waste a second. “What’s your blood type?” My fingers tightened on his shoulders, practically willing him to answer.

A large counter with about thirty workers stood ready to serve us. As we neared the counter, Hazel looped her arm through mine, slowing me down while the triplets walked ahead. “Riley texted last night,” she whispered. Suddenly, all the hatred I harbored for the camp disappeared as I turned to her, eager to hear more. “Well, it was just small talk. He plays football, and look at this…” She pulled out her phone, showing me a shirtless picture of Riley. “I couldn’t stop picturing him in my sleep. He’s so hot.”

“He smells like the big wolf from my dreams Mommy! Like a really really big wolf!” I swear my brain just stopped. Like someone hit pause. All I could do was look down at these two little humans who had my black hair and Riley’s freckles and my exact silver eyes staring up at me like I was the coolest thing they’d ever seen. My helmet slipped outta my hand and hit the floor with a loud clunk that made Harley jump and giggle. Riley came flying outta the bedroom in full-on panic mode, hair all messy, mascara already running down her cheeks from crying earlier. “Harley! Hunter! Get away from him right now babies please no no no—”

No bad vibes or anything – just nothing to say. “Well – I’ll be off, then,” he announced, then gestured with his eyes towards the joint dangling from his lips. “Unless you’d like a puff.” “No, I’m good, thanks.” “Alright, then.” And he strode back into the crowd, plinking away at his guitar. Riley was the last. I didn’t even see her coming. Just felt the stinging slap on my ass. “What up, BITCH!” she howled. I flinched, then glared over at her. “Hi, traitor.”

“He’s gone.” “Look at you. Glowing.” Riley smacked my arm. “Glowing and doing heroic shit for your cougar.” I rolled my eyes and gave her a playful shove. “Stop calling her that.” “Oh, come on.” Alex nudged me with his elbow. “You saved her career. You hacked a system, exposed a predator, and got the girl. That’s like… hot boy vigilante behavior.” “Is this what being loved looks like?” Riley said with mock sincerity. “Because it’s making me emotional.”