To have or to hold

comfortable I felt around him. This was the guy who I thought was a closet drug baron, a potential stalker, and ev

avy cotton of his polo shirt. Jace was one of the most pleasant sights that I'd feasted my eyes upon in a while, and as I opened my hotel door and made my way into the room, I thought about how

into the creamy hot water, my mind drifted over what my fu

at when I got home, I couldn't go back to my old job. In fa

ays thought that it was nice how they both had gotten al

sten. People seldom did when the heart was involved. Some time passed, and eventually she got rid of him, and I could see how hurt she was. Being the good friend that I like

day that whenever I thought about her, I would hate her this much. She had betrayed me in a way

lt physically sick when I thought about turning up to work and seeing them both again there was no way that

ater, I wondered whether there was any way to escape this

ng at the thought of them both. Ha, imagine getting me out of the way that easily? No, I was never going to make it easy for th

lopping back on the mattress and staring at the fan on the ceiling, this was the first day of the rest of my life, and nothing was going to stand in my way anymore. It was me, myself, and

ime to w

s breakfast for two (although more for me), I swept about the sun hazed room in a relaxed fashion, and decided that my plan of action was to first have a wonderful facial and a m

n though a little fragile, I was feeling remarkably more

orm and who immediately snapped to attention. Feeling welcomed and cared for was of a top priority

ension had built up in them. It was like all of my emotions had burrowed into my neck and shoulder region

s trying to conjure up more thoughts to disrupt my relaxing day, I tried to repress them and enjoy the moment. I, or should I say

ooking like a million dollars it would give Scott something to think about. Then again, I'd never been a scruffy person and he'd still looked elsewhere. I knew in my heart of hearts, that deep down I had never be

poolside. Grabbing a fruity cocktail at the bar, I went and found a sun lounger to go and relax on. This was paradise p

l. Although by myself, it was nice to be a part of it, so seating myself at the edge of the pool, I took another slurp of my cocktail

good to crisp up under the golden glitter of the most natural form of life

. Deciding that falling asleep in the hot sun, surrounded by strangers wasn��t the best idea, I p

was getting to the part where the main character was about to fall into the arms of the man she was in love with, I was distracted by the two women who were sat nearest t

h like that often,�� th

be very tempted to give him a good go.�� The second woman chuckled, with the first jo

elpfully blocking some of my peripheral vision, I di