One day I was be-bopping along jamming to the music in my head while wondering if my thighs could handle grabbing a cupcake on the way home. The next thing I knew, my entire world crashed and burned.
I used to wake up at night in a sweat, crying because I’d dreamt that my husband was cheating on me, or that he hated me, and resented my kids. He’d always hold me close and tell me it was all just a dream, that he loved me and our family and that he’d never let me go.
He was a f*cking liar.
Now I spend my days taking photos of scum just like him, trying to be a champion for other's being taken advantage of by the losers in our town, and my nights being a single mom to my beautiful twins.
I've got great friends who have my back, and a sexy, mysterious motorcycle man who keeps showing up when I need him. Maybe things are starting to look up, and one thing's for sure... There's always room for cupcakes.
I used to wake up at night in a sweat, crying because I’d dreamt that my husband was cheating on me, or that he hated me, and resented my kids. He’d always hold me close and tell me it was all just a dream, that he loved me and our family and that he’d never let me go.
He was a f*cking liar.
Now I spend my days taking photos of scum just like him, trying to be a champion for other's being taken advantage of by the losers in our town, and my nights being a single mom to my beautiful twins.
I've got great friends who have my back, and a sexy, mysterious motorcycle man who keeps showing up when I need him. Maybe things are starting to look up, and one thing's for sure... There's always room for cupcakes.
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“That shower is
amazing,” I said as I
walked closer to get a better look. He had benches lining the wall next to the
shower, and hooks hanging for towels and clothes.
“We can test it out
later, if you’d
like,” he murmured from
next to me, causing me to flinch. I hadn’t heard him come up that close. His
nearness, paired with the meaning behind his words, had my body going up in
flames.
I laughed nervously,
choosing not to answer, then looked back at the beautiful bed. I glanced from
the bed to the shower, becoming even more flustered when I realized that if I
was laying in that bed, I could watch Cade take a shower … My own private show.
The very thought caused
my nipples to harden, and I knew if I didn’t get back downstairs and out of this loft,
I was going to do something drastic.
“Um … dinner?” I
stuttered lamely, then nearly
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