Ask Me Why

by Harloe Rae

“The moment you stop believing is the instant everything loses meaning.” —Braelyn Miller

An unexpected wave crashes over me, but I’m not drowning in it today. No, I’m soaring above the violent sea. Without realizing it, this taffy-loving kiddo gave me a reason to smile.

This man hides everything behind a fierce mask of indifference. He’s a shell wrapped in extremely handsome packaging.

The need to escape slithers through mem My

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That woman reeks of trouble. She’s a charity case, and I’m not into that type of philanthropy.

Brance is the type to never let me live that down. If I see that jackass again, it’ll be a massacre.

Braelyn is soft, too sweet. I’m going to ruin her. Too bad I can’t find it in me to care.

He tastes like peppermint and midnight fantasies. I’m already certain the combination is highly addictive.

I’m a ball of cosmic energy soaring straight into the galaxy, and the stars have never been brighter. Hello, twinkling goodness. I’ve missed you.

After one small taste, my body is turning against me. Freaking harlot.

Brance’s knowing grin spreads wider the more we talk. Those dimples make a rare appearance. My hormones spill out in an embarrassing puddle at his feet. I’m so screwed. This man is a walking advertisement for orgasms.

He makes me weak in the filthiest of ways.

“Because he’s crazy about you. Pretty sure running into you today has made his entire month. If he asks me to marry you one more time, I’m likely to go insane. He’d have you living with us in a second.”

I glance down, collecting the scatters of truth. “You two looked like a dream I never wanted to have.”

You’re my sunlight and rainbows after a lifetime of storms. Don’t leave me in the dark.”