Inhalers And Bruises (Spring Fever Trilogy Book 1)

by Tamisha Kuenee

Concoction?

Guess not?

Rolls eyes*

“Astor couldn’t make it.”

You’ve got to be kidding me. Astor ain’t shit bro

Astor was a no-show, which left me doing everything by myself again.

He’s actually a certified piece of shit

“You’re not gonna believe it.” She laughed. “Even she’s not gonna believe it!”

Her deadbeat brother

I sighed as I gripped the base of my cock.

Goodness that escalated quick. Wth is going on here

now the mere thought of outsmarting someone turned me on.

Okay freaky bastard

“Let me go!” She pulled her hand but she didn’t budge from my hold.

I’m rolling my eyes

They were hard as a pebble.

Giggled

So embarrassing

I shook my head firmly, “no I don’t. I don’t have to listen to you. You’re just my driver. Fuck off.”

Not a tantrum. Girl how old are you?

I don’t get why I’m here? I am not suicidal or angry but I just don’t understand why I am here or what the point of all of it is?

I have been looking for love for so long. In men, in women. In my friends, in clients, in my pets. In alcohol, in drugs, in art, in alleys, and in different countries. On instagram, in clubs, even in nature. I finally found it in myself. I should have checked there first.