Summary of Chapter 17 – A turning point in The Ugly Rejected Duckling by Zoey Morrison
Chapter 17 immerses the reader in an emotional journey within the world of The Ugly Rejected Duckling, written by Zoey Morrison. With the hallmarks of Internet literature, this chapter balances emotion, tension, and revelation. Perfect for readers seeking narrative depth and authentic human connections.
The next morning, I woke up to the sunlight hitting my face as usual but the only difference was that I wasn't in my room. I was in my mate's room, in his arms. As a morning routine, I had the urge to pee. I tried wiggling out of Kevin's arms but they only tightened more.
"Uh, Kevin?" I whispered, trying not to sound rude.
"Yeah, babe?" He muttered in his sexy, sleepy voice.
"I have to go to the bathroom," I said and he huffed before taking his arm back and letting me free.
I scurried to the bathroom and after finishing my business, I came out to find Kevin missing. I walked outside and downstairs towards the kitchen.
There he was, by the stove (shirtless I must mention) cooking something really delicious by the smell but I couldn't help but drool over his back which was perfectly sculpted and muscled.
I heard him chuckle and assumed that he knew I was checking him out.
"Like what you see?" He said making me blush like a tomato.
I didn't answer and quietly sat on one of the island stools present. Soon enough he came to me with a plate with 4 pancakes on it. The pancake was topped with chocolate chips and chocolate syrup.
"Thank you," I politely said.
He chuckled, "You're always welcome, sweetness."
I blushed but quickly dug into the pancakes to hide my blush.
"Zoey, would you like to go shopping today?"
"Sure, I'd love to," I said and he just nodded.
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"This place is huge!" I exclaimed as we entered the mall through the large glass automatic sliding doors with cool air exiting from inside and hitting my face.
"Haven't you been to a mall before?" Kevin asked cocking an eyebrow.
My cheeks flushed, "uh, no," I muttered and he nodded, understanding my past.
"So, where do you wanna go first?" He asked and I shrugged.
"I don't know, take me wherever."
"Okay, then let's get some clothes first, and then we'll head to the food court. Roger?"

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