GINGER
My heart pounded in my chest as I read Tyce's DM to me over and over again. I kept wondering what it meant. I mean, duh, I knew what it meant. But what did it really mean? Was he just looking to f**k me or did he maybe want something more? Why did I do this to myself? Reading his message, it was clear as day he was only looking for one thing. But still, sometimes it just seemed…
No, I had to stop over-analyzing. Plus, either way, it was going to end in disaster. While I would probably never have the opportunity to meet mine, Tyce had a mate out there, and he was going to eventually meet her. And if there was one thing that was very clear—getting involved with Tyce was going to get me hurt. He was not the type of guy you called a 'fuckboy' and just moved on from. No, he was the typ
