Walking Red Flag (Ocean View #2)

by Morgan Elizabeth

There are only two times when my brain quiets down. Two times when the questions stop, the ideas pause, and my mind is blissfully silent. One is when the music is loud and all-consuming. The second is when I’m reading.

Each of them let me get lost and turn off my brain. Live in happily ever afters and watch the drama unfold and then wrap up neatly, unlike the real world.

Well, you see, officer, I didn’t see that stop sign or your lights because all I could think about was my girlfriend, who isn’t really my girlfriend, but she sure as fuck feels like my girlfriend going on a date with another man.

“So right here, right now, I want to make this crystal fucking clear, Gabrielle. You’re mine. That’s it. Mine. You don’t go out with other men; you don’t dress up for other men. You. Are. Mine. Do you hear me?”

“I want rough. I want… hard. I want it all, Vic. I want... you.”

I love this woman.

I’m very much in love with you, Gabrielle Nicolette Mancini.”