دانلود رمان انگلیسی “مبل کینگ ناز”

I don’t have a clue what to make of Julius Mills. That doesn’t stop my mind from thinking about him every second of every day. It’s a bit sad, really. I’m pining over a man that speaks in grunts. It’s hard to get his attention, and boy, do I try. Embarrassingly so at times. I’m shocked he still comes in here. “Oh, pink.” My sister Lane goes straight to the coffee maker to get her morning fix. “‘Oh’ as in bad or ‘oh’ as in cool?” I run my fingers through my hair. “It’s cute on you. I couldn’t pull it off.” “We’re twins,” I remind her once again. She takes her big sister role a little too seriously for someone who is a whopping two minutes older than me. Lane has an old soul, I’ll give her that, but still, two whole freaking minutes! “But you have that vibe thing going on, so it works for you.” She nods like she’s agreeing with herself.