Brandon yanked open the front door of his house on Sherwood Drive before Steve even had a chance to knock. “Yo, dude. Can’t hang out here tonight. Mom’s kicking us out,” Brandon said. “Why? D’you ruin the place?” “No,” he...
The baseball games that summer were a struggle to watch. They were ruined by the thudding music in the apartment below. As I had done all that summer, I had stomped my foot and banged my wooden Louisville Slugger on...
One Sigh. She couldn’t rationalize it. She definitely couldn’t resist it. Sex and attraction is irrational—at least it was for her. She reminded herself of this whenever the urge became overpowering. Oh, she wanted to forget him more than anything....