Nfbusty 24 12 31 Octavia Red New Years With My ... Now

"Traffic," I lied. Really, I’d been panicking in my car for ten minutes.

When we pulled apart, sirens blared outside, and someone in the building set off a confetti cannon. Octavia grabbed my phone, snapped a blurry selfie of us—her laughing, me stunned—and typed a caption. NFBusty 24 12 31 Octavia Red New Years With My ...

She handed the phone back, winked, and raised her flask. "Traffic," I lied

I stared at my phone like it had just grown wings. Octavia Red. The Octavia Red. NFBusty’s reigning queen of curves and chaos. And I was just Derek, the guy who photographed her once for a behind-the-scenes feature six months ago. Octavia grabbed my phone, snapped a blurry selfie

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She kissed me. Not for the camera. Not for the brand. Just because.