Fuck him. I’m done. The whiskey burns on the way down, sending a shudder through me. Drinking at six a.m. Airen’s fucking fault. The bed sheets are still wet with his sweat, his scent is everywhere. Yanking the sheets off, I toss them aside and remake the bed before flopping on the couch, bottle ...
Everyone has been so subdued. In contrast, the weather has been beautiful. It should be raining, dark, and dreary to mirror the melancholy settled into our hearts. It’s the first week of September, and the leaves are beginning to lighten, but it will be weeks before they change. Fall has always b...
Warm breath wafts across my ear, raising goose bumps along my arms. Soft lips press against my neck, trailing roughly over my skin. Teeth scrape over my jaw before biting my earlobe, hard. I gasp, inhaling a spicy scent. It’s familiar, but it slips away before I can recall what it is. Who it is. ...
She seems pleased to have been invited since we haven’t really hung out outside of work. This whole situation has made me realize how much I need to make new friends. I got together with Al when I first moved to the city and meeting other people just wasn’t a priority. I didn’t realize how isolat...