The weekend was all about me getting my emotional shit in order and hiding my bruises from the world. By the time Monday morning rolled around and the bruise on my cheek was still vivid and my lip was still swollen, I just couldn’t bring myself to face all the judgement and sympathy from my colle...
The rest of the evening is spent with Max’s hand going places it shouldn’t, and me feeling things I can’t believe I’m feeling in public, and way more Long Islands than I ever intended to drink. Apparently, Ashley saw the same thing everyone else saw, and since she’s a sucker for a good love story...
Fucking Lulu. With one last look back at Ian—holy shit he’s so sexy!—Juliet took off towards the water to rescue her dog. She couldn’t believe Ian had just kissed her! And, just the way she liked it, too. All hot and needy, claiming her as his. No asking for permission or tentative bits of eye co...