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She rang the doorbell and stepped back, waiting for someone to answer it. Stacy was one of her best friends, but she doubted that Stacy would say the same about her. She had a lot more going on in her life than Carly did. Stacy was a gymnast and a cheerleader with a busy schedule of training, while Carly wasn’t particularly athletic and too shy for anything involving performance anyway.
When the door opened, it was Stacy’s dad who stood at the door. He had a sweet, easygoing smile and gestured for her to come in.
“Hi, Mr. Reynolds. Is Stacy home?” She asked as she stepped inside. She felt a little nervous around this man, even though she’d known him for years. More and more, as she got older, she realized how attractive he was, and it made her uneasy, thinking of him that way.
“Hi Carly. I just got in myself, I’m not sure. Why don’t you go up and check?” He gestured for her to go upstairs, and Carly was glad at the invitation. She ran up the stairs, right to her friend’s room.
Knocking first, she pushed open the door, but found the room empty. Carly frowned, wondering where Stacy could be. She pulled out her phone and fired off a text to her best friend.
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Multi-genre author writing short and serial fiction. Romance, transgressive fiction, sizzling spice, humor, and memoir content on the menu.