My possessive boyfriend left me with a huge hickey at the nape of my neck.
Good thing, I wasn't going to wear a low cut. The temperature was not yet high enough for the top or blouse, but I wanted to look professional enough. My dark jeans and white shirt with blue sweater were perfect for the look I wanted.
Charlie had already arrived a few hours ago and I had given her some time to freshen up at the hotel. We were meeting for lunch at her hotel and that's where I was going.
I read several texts from Janny in the car and also wrote to Oz telling him that I had gone out for my appointment. We had come to terms, in a sense. I didn't ask permission, it wouldn't have been the relationship we would have had, but communicating my movements and him his was more of a polite way of keeping trac
