Romance Sample
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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we have to leave here on time. We can't miss her speech. Daisy Cop Boone moving their direction and almost dropped her cup a second time. A familiar delightful sensation unfurled in the pit of her stomach while she focused on keeping her expression empty of any sign of her inner turmoil. He greeted Brody first, giving him a firm handshake. Good to have you back, Buddy. A few inches shorter than Brody's 6 ft four height, Boone had brawnier shoulders and the brightest, bluest eyes. The ends of his inky hair struck out from underneath his white Stetson, and his strong jaw was covered in salt and peppered whiskers. He had an infectious personality that made him engaging in popular in school and into adulthood. A little beaten up. But I'm back. Six months have passed since the accident, and he'd healed nicely. The scars were barely noticeable. Daisy hurried to swipe her sweaty palm's down, her denim clad thighs anticipating his attention When he stepped in front of her, she pressed a smile on her lips, going in for a hug. But he instead reached over and ruffled her hair, just as Brody had exasperation reverberated through her but she gulped it down and managed to appear impassive. Hey, Brog! He called her by the nickname he and his brothers had bestowed upon her when she was the pigtailed, freckle faced girl who had a fascination for catching frogs and mimicking their sounds. She often leapt around and splashed in puddles, too. Some things could never be lived down. Unfortunately, Hi, Boone. Aren't you going to a bid for the bull? China was just admiring how big his neck is now. The creators. He'll cost a pretty penny, but worth every bit. He smiled and his eyes sparkled. Daisy size quaked. She wished his eyes twinkled when he looked at her. Okay, you'll be a pelicans this evening, right? Boone asked the celebration for Poppy, of course. Good. He gave her a wide smile, showing off an even row of nice teeth. Mitch told me he's planning on dropping by to at the mention of the Cowboys name, Daisy shoulders sagged. He stopped at her flower shop at least once a week to buy the biggest, most expensive arrangement with the excuse that they were for his mom. But obviously, Daisy knew better. He liked to stick around and chat. And this subtitle, Flirtatious Actions didn't go unnoticed in the Looks department. Mitch was handsome. Consider it and kind hearted, but she just didn't feel that warm, all consuming emotion that she felt for someone else. That's great. More the merrier. Are you on that? Your thing? ****, I need to get caught up on current events and Cooper's Hawk Brody teased. China snickered, and Daisy gave her a narrowing I No, Mitch and I aren't the thing. Why not? He's a good guy, Brodie said. One of the best. He's looking for a little lady to be queen of this castle. He just finished building that huge house on 300 acres out in Crew Man's laying. I was here helping them find suitable steers to get a kick start on his livestock. I'm not looking to be any man's little lady, Thank you, she huffed. Seeing their smiles, she realized Boone and her brother were teasing her as always. But it added fuel to the fire. At 30 a successful business owner and a mature adult. When would they, especially Boone, take her seriously? Would he ever see her as more than Brody's little sister? Somewhere around her 15th birthday, she'd started looking at bone differently. Overnight, his voice changed. He'd gained six inches in height and had grown whiskers, and she'd had been hooked. Pretty much. Every teen in town had been four years of college, too. Serious boyfriends and a few lovers later hadn't diminished her attraction for him. In fact, if anything, her obsession had grown stronger. He only seemed to get better with age. When would she realized he'd never see her? In the same way, though, Daisy groaned when bombshell Talia Tabor, it's a shade up and placed her hand on Boone's shoulder, laying her double D's against his flexed bicep. The stack of bracelets on her wrist clanked loudly. Dimples bracketed his white smile as he dipped his gaze down at her and back to her face. Hey, Boom! I thought that was you. Hi, Talia. He touched the curled brim of his hat in greeting. You're looking good, Mr Bar. So are you, Mr Hawke. Her tongue came out to roll across her slightly puckered bottom lip. I just came back from Cali, visiting friends there. We did nothing but sit around on the beach, working on our tans. and margaritas. Best week of my Life. Daisy couldn't deny that Talia was the textbook definition of female seduction and wielded unbelievable power in her bedroom eyes, pert nose, sultry lips and cleavage that the Miracle brought endorsed the way she looked at. Boone said that she'd been there and done that and probably got the T shirt to boot. Jealousy rolled through daisy like a molten wave. She despised jealousy, especially over a man who paid her zero attention, at least in the way she wished. She shouldn't waste her time on the irrational emotion, especially when his reputation of being a playboy probably held some water the entire ocean. He didn't talk to her about his personal affairs, and she certainly didn't ask. But he seemed to like the attention he received from many women, Polio included. She leaned in ever so slightly as if to give him a close up of her ample breasts. Are you bidding on anything? Boone supported his foot on the bottom rail of the fence, just here to observe the eye candy. She practically slipped Boon up with her dazzling eyes. Remember Brody Daisy in China, don't you? He asked. Oh, sure, Talia gave Daisy in China benign stare before she greeted Brody with a much friendlier and much more interested approach. She gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. He didn't seem to mind one bit. Apparently, he was under the tally, a spell to as soon as she turned back to Boone. Daisy pinched her brother, causing him to jerk and reaction. Ouch! He rubbed his inflicted arm. What was that for? You had to fly on you, she said. It's gone. I hear all the votes are in, and Poppy won the election. Talia smile didn't quite reach her amber eyes. I'm sure that makes you all proud. Daisy started to answer when China beat her to the punch. Very proud. Sorry that your father lost, but he's been in the position for what? Two terms? Any resemblance of a smile was wiped from Talia's faith. I need to get going. It's a bit stifling out here. Boone. Would you be interested in meeting up later, she found her face like a simpering Southern belle Daisy, and China shared a glance. Sorry won't be available, darling. I'll be transporting the steers from Mitch and later I'll be over at Pelican Celebrating Pop his win, Boone said. That's a shame. Talia, straighten some. Maybe I'll stop over to and give Poppy my regards. Holding office could be a very heavy burden. I hope she can balance mayoral duties, her kids and her husband. Oops, It completely slipped my mind that they're now divorced, which only means it'll be even harder for her. China took a step, and Daisy grabbed her wrist to keep her. Still. Talia fluttered a bitter glance toward China. There was no love lost between the two women stemming as far back as high school when Talia stole China's first love. You wouldn't mind, would you? Ladies feeling the growing tension days, he said. Of course you're invited. The entire town is invited. Good. Save me a dance, Boone. You do remember how much I love to dance, right? She tapped her long nail against the top button of his shirt. Daisy watch Boone waiting for his reaction to the blatant Ball Z. Come on, obviously dancing, but something completely different in that context. Sure, I'll save you a couple, he dipped, his hat seething. Daisy had to gain control of her tempestuous demotions. before she took a clue from China and strangled palliative or at the same time Daisy realized how ridiculous she was being one couldn't miss something she never had.