Jessica stood adrift outside Brentano Hall in the drizzling rain waiting for Jack, wondering how the afternoon had become so dreary. Unable to get her bearings, she bent over and leaned on her umbrella for support, but it slid out from under her and she almost did a face-plant on the sidewalk. Light spring rain was running down her cheeks like warm tears.
Was she in the same situation she’d been in with the Wolf only Nick was handsome as hell? Maybe she’d merely traded up from one ugly old p*****t to a hotter younger one.
Was she in the same situation she’d been in with the Wolf only Nick was handsome as hell?Rain dripped off the pleated skirt of her stiff black dress into her cowboy boots. She teetered from one foot to the other, wishing she’d never met Nick’s alter ego, the sexy billio
