Author: isabellucero
When my brothers all but force me to go out with them the weekend before the school year begins, I don’t expect anything more than a few drinks and some laughs. What happens is better than I could’ve hoped for.I meet a strikingly beautiful woman who’s new in town. Our night starts with us laughing and drinking in the bar, moves to my bed, and ends with her disappearing into the night without any … without any exchange of information.Monday morning, she walks into my calculus class and knocks the breath from my lungs.My one-night stand is now my student.Never…
At a party with friends, after a couple of body shots and a risqué game of Truth or Dare, lines are crossed between me and a long-time friend.I dare you to touch me.Where?Your choice.She’s anti-relationships, and because I’m newly single, she believes she’s just a rebound. So, per her request, we’re traversing a friends-with-benefits situation and keeping it a secret so things don’t become … secret so things don’t become awkward for everyone when this dies off.A short-lived fling is all she’s expecting, but here’s a truth for you…I never intended for this to be just a fling. And now…
One taste will never be enough… You learn a lot about people pouring their drinks and London is what I would consider a regular.Like clockwork, she’s been coming into my bar twice a week for the last year. Besides her name, I’ve learned that she’s witty, beautiful, and unfortunately… taken. She’s in a relationship with a guy that I’m pretty sure doesn’t deserve her. Respecting that is the … Respecting that is the only thing stopping me from figuring out the things I really want to know. Things like, what her body feels like against mine, or how she tastes…
I feel it happening. The pressure builds. My skin prickles. And the only thing that tames the darkness, getting it back to resting peacefully inside me, is to unleash it. I have to let it wreak havoc, and I quite enjoy the mayhem.Analeigh Price comes into my life and does the one thing I despise—question me about my past. She can pretend she wants to get to know me all she wants, but she’s not … she’s not ready for the truth. I won’t become a better person for her, because I am who I am. She can’t fix me,…