KRISTIN
Am I possessed?
Do people get hard without knowing?
I looked at the b***r in my trouser, deciding if it was safe to get up, or just sit until the universe decided that it was time for it to go back to normal.
I blinked at the plate before me.
I just got hard. No, scrap that. I just got hard because of June—again. By keeping her grounded, I just hope I have not set a trap for myself.
It was almost six.
I slowly stood up from the dining chair, leaving the used kitchenware on the table. For my sanity, I had to get a drink.
June should not get to me this much. If I wasn't aiding her, I would have called it a phase, or a mental case—call it whatever you want—but my part in the whole scenario makes it even more confusing.
I know that I have a thing for loose hair and red underw
