![]() ![]() The problem is, I don’t believe in romance or true love anymore-but my biological clock is screaming at me. I’ve accomplished everything on my ten-year plan, except getting married before turning thirty. Yeah, that was the part I didn’t see coming. Only he added something to that list that I never would have dreamed about in a million years. It was clear he had completed his bucket list. He was still there, written in black ink, enclosed with tiny red hearts. Only, Holden King was never crossed off my bucket list. ![]() Plus, he fueled my desire to live for myself. Even though I officially gave him up seven years ago, it was like he was already back in my heart. I was hired to work directly beneath him.ĭid I mention he was my ex-best friend who left me without a backward glance when I was sixteen? Which is why I was on my way to NYC-boyfriendless and out on my own for the very first time in my life.Įxcept when I got there, I ran in to someone I wasn’t expecting. Yes, it took me awhile to figure out that I needed to stand up for myself. ![]() To make matters worse, my parents are pushing me to marry someone who doesn’t even give me orgasms. Trust me, I’ve had it all my life and I have nothing. ![]()
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