Two Cups Of Coffee
I’m f*****g crazy.
Throw away the key to my padded cell because this insanity appears to be incurable. I have no idea why I’m here, but the thought of being anywhere else leaves me with a throbbing ache in my chest.
Anyone would think that after last night, I’d have learned my lesson, but no, here I am, ready to make a fool of myself once again. I left Hunter’s apartment, promising myself that this was the last time…the last time I wanted to throw good sense to the wind and climb him faster than a rocket filled with spider monkeys.
I’m sick, that’s the only explanation.
I don’t even like him, well, I don’t think I do. Yes, he’s ridiculously hot with his sea green eyes, a jaw line that goes on for days, and a body that rivals Captain America, but he’s also obnoxious,
