Phil’s arms were loaded down with a large bag and a six-pack of beer. He kicked the door shut behind him. “I have beer here. You didn’t have to bring any,” she said, reaching to transfer the food from him. “I thought I finished it off over the weeke...
He had such an emotional tug toward her and didn’t know why. Sometimes he wondered what spell he might be under and if she even knew it. He had to try to keep it all in. There was something about her that just pulled him, made him stronger, made him a better person. Better than he ever thought he...