I was happy in my small town.
The issue is that shit is about to hit the fan and I can\'t hold on to him Tight enough..
The issue is that I don\'t even know she exists, and he thinks she\'s dead.
The issue is her.
The issue is his secret.
He flipped my quiet life upside down and crawled into a place in my heart I thought was dead.
Caressed my thigh, dug rough fingers into my hair, lowered his soft mouth to my skin, took sexual control of my mind and stirred it all around with what he packed in his pants.
Then Brett Jacobs waltzed in. a while ago.
Had stopped counting calories and wearing makeup...
Hadn\'t been on a date in two.
I also hadn\'t got laid in three years.
I had a good job, wonderful friends, my independence.
In my life as a single, thirty-two year old woman.
I was happy in my small town
