It isn’t that I can’t do the job; it's whether that's what excites me.
I stepped out of the shower and towel off. My head was still all over, but food would help clear things up. I just needed to eat something substantial, as I knew I had been neglecting my self-care and health over the last few days.
As soon as I dressed in some oversized yet comfy sweatpants and my old Spice Girls concert tee, that's right, I am a Spice Girl fan. What’s it to ya? I walk out of my room, and midway down the steps, I hear voices coming from the living room area.
The light is on downstairs, and I can hear two distinctive voices.
David, and— Bree?
“She hasn’t said much. I am really curious what the fu.cking lawyer had to tell her without me there, though. Don’t you think that that sh.it is weird? That
