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Due to recent personal events, I will be going off the fucking rails.
That tiny little spitfire was a lot less like a thundercloud and more like a tsunami.
“You need to get out there. Meet a handsome stranger. Maybe go for a mustache ride and make a few bad decisions.”
My carefully built walls were starting to show some cracks, and all it had taken were thick thighs and a rakish smile, apparently.
For as long as I could remember, I’d been the good girl who made safe choices. Something about the look in Logan’s eyes made it all too easy to wonder what it would be like to be bad, just for once.

