Teasers

A short one today. Mine. Unedited. Subject to change. Enjoy :) Twenty minutes later, I pulled up to the front of the Drake Casino Resort, and gave the valet the keys. Normally, I would spend ten or fifteen minutes on an adventure in the parking lot, looking for a space, but the spa voucher in my purse said that my parking would be validated. I wasn’t passing up any perks today. Inside the resort, I headed straight for the spa desk, which was just a few steps over from the hotel check in. As I approached, the woman at the counter looked...

  One Irritation pricked my scalp as I headed down the darkened hall, cringing at the heavy bass thumping its way into my skull. It was almost one in the morning, and instead of being snuggled deep in the comfort of my fluffy goose feather bedding, I was at Arch & Point developing a headache. Wait. That was a lie – the headache started with the phone call. I had been cozy and warm. Hair wrapped, face scrubbed clean, cocooned in the middle of my king-sized bed. I’d had a glass of Merlot at dinner, another after my bath, and ESPN was on my big...

[caption id="attachment_4722" align="alignleft" width="524"] This Summer :)[/caption] Unedited. Subject to change. This summer ;) “Can you put your phone down, and talk to me please?” “Yeah, gimme a second.” I rolled my eyes as he kept his attention focused on the little device in his hands. One minute stretched into two. “Jor—” “Just a second, damn,” he said, holding up a finger to… shush me? Was he shushing me? He chuckled loudly at something on his screen, and I let out a sigh. If this was how he wanted to play it… I reached up, pulling the pins out of the simple bun I’d pulled my hair...

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