Chapter 18
Addison
After watching “Frozen,” for the billion and tenth time and hearing about her weekend adventures with her jerk father, I tucked Chandi in and kissed her good night. Then I went into the kitchen and poured myself a glass of the wine that Stephen had purchased for me and went back into the living room. I curled up on the couch with a book that I had been reading. It was a paranormal romance novel by an indie author named AnaBeth Setliff, called “Her Night Hunter.” Chelsea raved about it the other day at work so I asked her to borrow it. The main character Dragan was described as a pure s*x whether in man form or his natural beast state. I was really skeptical about reading it at first, but she assured me that all the hot scenes took place with Dragan as a man. I o
