I
hate Drew Woods, and she hates me.
Even
so, I’m not the cold jerk most make me out to be, and I have no problem moving
the single mom and her baby into my home. I do, however, draw a line when it
comes to acting on the way her loose lips make me feel.
Alive.
She’s
too mouthy, too prying, and her curves are way too distracting.
I
might have lost my way after a nearly fatal car accident, but I’m not stupid.
Giving in to Drew would be a short-lived fix for this pain I’m saddled with,
and I knead something permanent.
I’d
be insane to think what we have could be anything other than temporary…right?
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I'm a Missouri-raised gal,
but currently live in North Carolina with my US Marine husband and 9-year-old
dog. I spend my days begging him for a cat, and I survive off coffee, pizza,
and sarcasm. When I'm not writing, you can find me binge-watching various TV
shows, especially Supernatural and One Tree Hill. I like cold weather, buy more
paperbacks than I'll ever read, and I never say no to brownies.
Writing is my passion, and this is just the beginning of my journey.
KEEP IN TOUCH!
Writing is my passion, and this is just the beginning of my journey.
KEEP IN TOUCH!