Games We Play (One Night, #1)

by Dana Isaly

I had her sit next to the couch while I went in search of things to make a little dog bed for her.

Yeah so i hate this

Ever since she had walked into my life, I had felt the need to be as near her as possible.

You mean not even 24 hrs ago

“Boss man is going to be out soon to ruin our fun, lads. So better make this fast. Who’s next?”

“Be nice. You wouldn’t last two seconds with this grade A coochie either.”

They were worse than old women, constantly having their noses in everyone’s business but their own.

But I asked around her friends, paid attention to her Pinterest boards, and ignored every single piece of advice any of my friends had to give.