Extra bonus when I spot him sitting at the end of the bar. The super hot silver fox, with biceps testing the limits of his flannel.

I debate between sitting alone or being bold. But when I catch him watching me, like I’m watching him, bold wins.

He’s charming and sweet, and I can practically feel the chemistry crackling between us.

And when I give him my room key… he uses it. But we both know this is just for one night. That we’ll never see each other again.

Until a week later. When he shows up at my house. Because he’s my dad’s best friend.

Luther
I stare at her. The woman I worried I’d never see again.

And relief wars with guilt inside my chest. Because she, the girl of my dreams, is my best friend’s daughter. And I know I’m screwed. Because I shouldn’t touch her. Not ever again.

But… I know I’m going to.
Soon.