I'm not going to survive the year let alone a week.
That is unless I get lucky and he puts fire ants inside his pants to bite his ass and tap out from this mutual feud between me and Julian. God, I wanted to kill him more than I wanted to die of embarrassment from the buzzing hallway.
I set myself up the moment I agreed to go back to this godforsaken town.
The door of the empty classroom swings open, letting a stream of light from the fluorescent bulbs shine their way to my feet. Ayla comes careening through, eyes adjusting to the dim glow of the room.
I quickly button up my blouse, or what's left of the buttons anyway.
When she sees me, her frown deepens.
If she's here for round two, I'm more than ready to throw a punch. I need an avenue to let the steam heightened by Julian's conf
