There was no way I could cover up the fact that I’d been crying my eyes out the whole way home. I walked in and dropped my purse on the table by the door. “Hey, babe,” Lizzy called from my kitchen. “Stacia and I stopped by to discuss Thanksgiving and your birthday.” ...
t-shirt, I had a sense of dread at seeing Luke again. Trying to convince myself that I didn’t want him was no longer an issue. It wasn’t just a physical craving that I felt for him. It was an all-encompassing need to be with him. I had stupidly dropped all guards and had fallen in love with the a...