دانلود رمان انگلیسی “البته تا زمانی که کسی بهتر را پیدا کنم دوستت دارم”

This is perfect. This is perfect, I kept telling myself. It had been twelve hours on the trot. I had already spent my entire month’s allowance on her and there were no signs that I would be treated to any sort of guilty pleasures other than the expensive and the utterly fattening ones any time soon. The fact that Smriti looked smoking hot in her floral spaghetti and the short, pleated skirt that ended inches below her butt, wasn’t doing me any good either. The very purpose of the skirt’s existence—easy accessibility and eventual get rid-ability—was being defeated that night. It had been a long day and I was ruing the moment I had asked her out tonight. I had missed all my classes that day, all in vain. ‘So, what next?’ she asked. What next? For starters, she could fry my bloody head and chomp it down. Oh no, wait! That won’t cost me anything. No doubt, she would order her third cocktail that evening to wash it down. Now if only she would get tipsy, start seeing things in double and eventually be oblivious to my rendering her clothes useless. I might be a jerk, but many guys would agree with me on this: nudity suits girls.