Dirty Curve

by Meagan Brandy

“What if I wanted to say I think you’re gorgeous?” “Then I guess you’d have to repeat it to someone else, because that’s not a line that would work on me.”

This is what Bianca meant when she said the great white. This is Tobias Cruz,

“Exactly.” He gives a hard jerk of his chin. “I like you.”

“Don’t need to.” He shakes his head. “Thinkin’ I want to, yeah, but I already like you regardless.”

“But most of all, I like that you asked me to tell you something.”

“Whatever it is you came here to forget, I want to make that happen. I can make that happen, but I want to be able to do it again tomorrow, and again after that.”

“Tell me I can.”

“If we move, I might walk away.”

“Then don’t fucking move, gorgeous girl.”

“I’ve never done this before,” I admit into the darkness, slowly looking to him. “Had a one-night stand.” “Don’t start now.” He frowns. “I said I wanted to do this tomorrow.”

“I really spotted you right away?” “From the doorway the second I walked inside.”

You and Bailey are everything.

whole,

hole*

“What are you doing here?”

“I came for my girls.”

“You don’t have to worry anymore, baby,” he promises, his tone warm and devout. “She’s all yours now.”

“You said in time, Tutor Girl. Well, time’s up.”

“Baby...are we pregnant?”