Seeing him in person again last night reminded me of how undeniably handsome he is. The fact that he chased me down and gave me a phone solidified my attraction. I wanted to rip his clothes off when we were on the dance floor; now, I want to be a record on his turntable. Even though Devlin would have gladly followed me home, I remained chaste. I walked to my car alone, walked into my home alone, and went to sleep alone. I made it to the class early to scope out the place and speak with the teacher, Mandy, the granddaughter of a woman we used to clean houses for. There were plenty of people that I never got to meet that my grandmother worked for, but I got to spend time at the Gardner home with Mandy. Several women chatter as they stretch their bodies in warm up, showing off their skills and limber muscles. I place my mat near the seemingly friendly women. “Good morning,” I say to the women. A sneering smirk spreads across the one lady dressed in blue.
What do You think about Tempting Me: A Bad Boy Romance?
